I haven't cried yet Which worries me How can you live Through such fear-induced worry Without a tear? Maybe I really am broken -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #135
She always has a Smile etched upon her face Even through the tears
Blackout #144
Damn it all, her son was dead
Passive Depression
Black ice night Going too fast Without any caution Do you feel Any fear? -Kel Dayheart
Change
At the last You held my hand And whispered words of comfort Through the tears Kept me strong Held me strong At the last Now My hands clasp one another With words falling short Tears stream through grasping breath For you are not here To keep me strong Now -Kel Dayheart
A Tired Sadness
I seem to have no energy As I laze about and whine
In Attendance
In attendance. Though no role is called
No Mourners
An earth-shattering sounds Catches their attention
Unforgiven
No stone is more unforgiving Than a gravestone
Unheard
If you scream into the void Does it echo
Fragment of a Figment 