You stand in the doorway
Searching for answers that exist
But are no longer obvious.
I stand,
Frustrated by my inability
To help the light
Return to your eyes.
Your need is so great
It feeds on whatever energy
Remains in the room.
Light.
Air.
Me.
I am unable to plug myself back in
And the life continues to drain from me.
As you die
I die too.
And I am powerless to stop it.
~Cindy Shippy Evans
Searching for answers that exist
But are no longer obvious.
I stand,
Frustrated by my inability
To help the light
Return to your eyes.
Your need is so great
It feeds on whatever energy
Remains in the room.
Light.
Air.
Me.
I am unable to plug myself back in
And the life continues to drain from me.
As you die
I die too.
And I am powerless to stop it.
~Cindy Shippy Evans