Where
Were you?
Before
I
Could
Even
Begin to
Articulate
I
Became
Acquainted
With
The
Inescapable
Agony
Your absence
Dogged
My
Every step
The
Specter
Imprinted
Upon
My soul
Languished
For
An unquenchable
Connection
I
Repressed
A
Silent
Scream
Until
I
Felt
Nothing
But
An
Irrepressible
Pain
Oozing
Through
The
Abyss
Of
Self-medicating
I've
Nothing
To
Suggest
My
Ship
Not
Only
Sailed
But
Is
Lying
Cleaved
On
A
Desolate
Shore
From
Whence
There
Is
No
Tomorrow
All
Relating
Over-shadowed
With
Un-fulfilled
Yesterdays
I've
Opened
The
Vault
Torrents
Of
Grief
Slash
At
The
Very
Fabric
Of my
Being
You
Were
Given
The
Grace
Of
Death's
Release
What
Form
Will
My
Closure
Take?
When
I'm
Still
Left
With
The
Question...
Where were you?
R. O'Neill (November 29, 2019)
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