Adrift on a merciless sea
an unspeakable emptiness
cuts a deep hole in me
one that bleeds and aches.
How much more I can take
only God really knows.
Each day swallowed by another
I am floating debris in the belly of a beast
where there is no light
no direction
or apparent destination.
Wounded in ways no one can see
the love and joy in my life ripped from me,
I feel nothing, not even you God,
and all I hear is the awful silence
where a beating heart should be.
Carolyn Brunelle
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grief-69/
