Beyond the Voices

You left this world too early, free from a life that

left you filled with doubt. You lived the lives of

many, the voices, always hoping just to be

you.

I wait for that spark of light from heaven, I willed

you not to go; God did not agree. Was your life

fulfilled in such a short time, will I ever know?

You had beginnings, disappointments, new starts;

you worried about tomorrow, unable to feel

happiness in what you accomplished today.

I endure your being gone, sadness wretches my days,

when your glow died there was no hope. It seems like

a long unhappy dream. Roaming within my mind, I walk

the fields of your life. A time of clouded joy, then time was

blown away.

Born in innocence, fresh, life clear, before the voices took

over, bringing fear. I could not help you in your solitude

while you held fast to your unconquerable fears. I yearn for

lost years, before the mental strife, before the voices took

over your life.

It was after sunset that you died, a void that cannot be filled,

you will never grow old. I miss your smiles, your red tresses

flowing down your back, your light will always shine; your

radiance will never fade.

Sleep my child in eternal rest…

For Charlotte

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