Coping

The silence yells that you've died
all the tears I'm dying to hide
working so hard to paint over your memory
swallow them down to the pit of my belly
they fester and rot, I'm feeling so empty
Weak and so heavy my eyes they will fall
washing my smile, I must build a wall
paint it with colors that shine like the sun
plant little flowers at the foot of my run
lift my head high and work on my soul
live day by day until heaven I go.
©Elizabeth Zsamboki

Running fast through the pages of my thoughts
Gasping for air the moment I remember to breath.
Continued pacing, pushing, searching
for the strength to live my dreams
©Elizabeth Zsamboki

The volume and music of your voice is FADING fast
cupping my ears to make them LAST
the rhythm is SLOWING to a steady beat
the color of your words are NO LONGER sweet
RELEASING in memory, CASTING from my eyes
LANDING in my hands, SLIPPING past my fingers
fighting to GRASP a beauty that's now my past
©Elizabeth Zsamboki

The world is moving fast outside my reach
It's numbed my speech
Holding the air inside my lungs
feelings inside pull and tug
festering fermenting on my tongue
until I've swallowed the bitter blood
©Elizabeth Zsamboki

I saw a familiar face today
one I've loved for more than time to say
I've traced it with my fingers and kissed it more than once
Sadly, the beat that moves my heart
didn't skip or change to make up for our part
©Elizabeth Zsamboki

I saw it coming from afar
my muffled scream yelled "you'll scar"
continued on her journey hope solely in a sack
my premonition couldn’t bring her back
I saw the flames of her future
her smile only now a picture
knowing her tears hadn't left
still drying from where she'd just slept
what would put the fire out?
I knew she'd burn without a doubt
she arrived and touched the flame
danced and bathed, only herself to blame
I watched it burn and fade her skin
revealing a thicker shell from within
tears she shed streamed her soul
she carried him from the smoke below
© Elizabeth Zsamboki