A sequel This article is a sequel to Going Back Home. The Day Before The day before I left for my trip home to Chicago I had grave reservations. I almost backed away from the trip, afraid to face what was surely going to be tough times. I would be constantly reminded of the person that…
Tag: grief
Your Shadow on the Wall
Dancing in the dark I’m just another ghostIn this lonely ghost townSearching for what I’ve lostHoping to avoid a meltdown Streets that once contained substanceNow avenues of by-gone memoriesOozing ethereal persistenceNo longer resembling terrestrial reality I drift among the pictures hungUpon the hallway wallsWhere many songs were sungWhen your touch was my cure-all Now it’s…