Does it remain that
the best of intentions
lose to all aforementioned
expressions of your once supposed
eager, waiting love?
Is there any time you
hoping a true heart might hear?
Did you once realize, or perhaps even care
I forgive myself only when all seems clear?
Are you honestly beholden to subside
words whisper by whisper
held forever inside?
Has your soul ever shattered
falling to pieces from the mirror
smoked over in the event
a loving spirit beheld it?
I am blind to all I could recall
a foolishly incapable disbeliever
If you don’t speak inside at all
no words are lost; no love existed
and much too long have I spent
grieving for an empty space…
Carrie Gilbert 2017