10/30/08 - 03/28/09

Her eyes still haunt me
like a child's eye staring at me
as if to tell me that I should love its owner.
Her voice invades me
and seems to wake me up from slumber.
The giggles that I used to love hearing
now hurts my ears and my soul as if she mocks me.
I stumble but a force shields me.
An entity whose identity remains anonymous.
I may keep on saying that I'm okay,
but my heart is pensive;
uncertain if walking past the door
towards the light,
would do any good.
I hope it would bring peace to me.

-dyan kay ben-
06/04/09