Someone slipped away,
With no one left to miss them.
No tears, No trembling hands
Just a silences too wide for the world.
And so the sorrow wanders,
looking for somewhere soft.
It found me as I woke with a
heaviness.
One which I couldnt name.
Now I hold it gently,
Cradled in my chest.
Not mine, but have
for someone I never knew.
Kayt April 25
