By: Evelyn Dianne Rodarte
when a terrible truth strikes
and your heart cries out,
being carried off with nothing to grasp.
I try to tell myself that everything
will be okay but
truth escaped
I listen to the sound of the cold
as goosebumps jump the skin
he once touched,
I am then reminded of the lies
that brought truth for the better
but my heart could not understand
why it no longer pumped blood,
why it felt so cold,
and why it no longer raced when it heard his name
I was left with nothing but the terrible truth
that struck my heart into an endless void
that no cry could help it escape.