Song of Sorrow
I am alone – cold, aching, silent, empty alone. Oh there are people here with me – I can see them walking around watching me. I can even see their mouths moving as though they were talking but I can’t hear them. I sit alone in my silence.
How is it that your life can go so abruptly from one full of joy and fullness to one empty and silent? I feel as if my life has slowed down to one moment in time while everyone else is going on with their lives.
I was enjoying a quiet morning in bed alone. It doesn’t happen very often and when it does I usually spend my time reading and revelling in the silence. Which, on this morning, was broken by the shrill ring of the phone. Grumbling I reach over to get the phone from her side of the bed. There was a rush of words – yes this was … yes I knew … she was what! Time slowed to a halt and I felt my heart stop …
Traitor that it is my heart started beating again and here I am, sitting in a time warp. Broken, alone, cold.
My life is over. My heart has gone.
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