All That Remains

Annieb
1 min readJan 6, 2025

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…is pain

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I stand here broken hearted
alone in a haunting wind
endlessly searching
for the light of your soul
in each flickering candle

but only your shadow remains
fluttering butterflies of pain
painting sorrow upon the walls
of this ever-silent place

days turn to night
in my empty room
that your absence fills
to overflowing
time washes over me

I slowly trace my hands
over familiar objects
each one returning you to me
mere fragments of memories
now deeply etched into my soul

my recollections of you
becoming distant echoes
fading further away
with each passing day

the empty window
its’ glass cold as the night
is now beckoning to me
from one void to another

tears come unbidden
falling suddenly, like rain
upon the barren landscape
of my broken heart

I am still yearning
aching to see you again
but you are gone, my love
and surrounded only by loss
I see am finally alone

in this emptiness
that can never be filled
in the distance between us
all that remains, is pain
© Ann Bagnall

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Annieb
Annieb

Written by Annieb

My poetry website is https://annieb222.com - Thank you for your kind words, I have family matters overwhelming me for a while

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