Maybe it is just one of those things that you have to dive straight in, and while you are trying not to drown, somehow you will learn how to swim.
A shadow flicked
At the corner of my eye
And suddenly a fluttering
It’s hot and humid
but the cold wind blows.
This is our Winter
but there is no snow.
When we were young, it all came so easy.
If you just gave a shout, I would have been there in a jiffy.
Now we have grown older, and none the wiser.
Our voices are dimmer, and our hearing has grown weaker.
Your heart calls, but I can’t hear.
Don’t be afraid, like me.
Grab my hand, and pull us away from this darkness.
For not reaching out first, Friend, I am sorry.
Where did the words go?
Deep in some corner
of this lost soul
What would they say?
What would they feel?
If these words made their presence known
Is it sound?
Does it hurt?
Maybe it is better to stay hidden