The Loneliness of a Drowning Soul ~ MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

THE LONELINESS OF A DROWNING SOUL ~ MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

Help me, please, I am sinking

Sinking deeper in some sort of colorless Mud

You are not reaching out for my Hand

And although it is close, I can not grab it

When you sensed me, you even moved your hand away

I desperately tried to reach out further

So many faces surrounding me

They keep coming closer and like a dense fog

I am drowning while the fog takes my vision

Its getting colder and I start to shiver

I try to reach for the ground below me

But my feet are without weight sensing the abyss below

The faces look upon me in pity

They are speaking, but in weird voices

Are they talking to or about me

The sounds feel like words of mercy without love

There is only one voice I desperately long for

But this one I do not hear

Whispering, my love, do not worry, I am here.

Now it becomes clear you were never there

I am sinking deeper and deeper

There is no hope left

Was your love ever real?

Panic feeds a darkness at the heart of my Soul

I cant see anything anymore, not even the shapes

Your hand is gone and there is nothing else to grab on to

I surrender and fall into the depth

All alone my soul is drowning

2010 – Monique Lucy Weberink