Title: Too Many Things Unspoken
Author: Starbuck
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first attempt at free verse, so please be kind!!!
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It's Tuesday and it's pouring
The darkness reigns, but I cannot sleep
I'm standing by the window
And I see the raindrops splatter
On the lighted sidewalk
On the windowsill
On the empty streets
It's getting too cold
To take a walk at night
The moonlight fills the empty room
I turn and wander from the window
Glancing toward the bedroom door
Waiting for a movement
Waiting for a noise
Waiting for a voice from within
I'm met with silence
And the gentle rhythm of the rain
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
What comes next?
Night by night I face
The silence of this empty place
Though my days are filled with light
With your smiles and his cries
With your laughter and his giggles
I'm left alone as darkness falls
Your gentle breathing, my lullaby
As I sing so softly by his crib
And then this silence follows
And silence brings the memories
And silence brings the questions
And silence brings the torture
Of these things I've left undone
These mysteries unsolved
Of where I've been and why I'm here
Of why they freed me from that hell
To be with you and our son
Of why this child is with us
Why they didn't strip him from us
When he lay within their grasp
Sleep is not the question and
Sleep is not the answer
How can I protect him
Our miracle, our son
With closed eyes?
But tonight, this rainy Tuesday
Or is it Wednesday yet?
Seems different from the other nights
Someway, somehow
I have a feeling
I've yet to explain
There's something to be done
Not here, not near, but somewhere
There are questions to be answered
That can and will be answered
I've known since I returned
That I wouldn't stay forever
That I couldn't stay forever
Though I wish I didn't have to
I think you've known I'd leave
From the moment I returned
But we've left these words unspoken
So many things unspoken
Too many things unspoken
To even say goodbye
So I'll leave before the sunrise
While the moon still glows
And the rain still falls
And you'll wake on Wednesday morning
To his cries and lamentations
Somehow you'll know I'm gone
You'll know I won't be back
That there's no point in searching
For the day has come
When I must go
So tell my son
And tell yourself
It's not goodbye
Though we may never meet again
And nights will come
When you'll think of me
And wish that I were holding you
As I have so many times before
Don't cry yourself to sleep for me
Remember me and dream of me
But smile and know I've found my way
I've found my truth
And tell my son to watch the stars
Because one star is watching him
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