How strange
that this space that was always filled by you
is vacant now.
Some time,
I don’t know when,
you stopped paying rent and disappeared.
Now the corner where you lived
has fallen into disrepair
and when I look for what used to be
I see only
moldy fragments in the space
that was yours.
Shawn L. Bird 
Cuts right through to the nerve. I can relate! Thanks for sharing
My pleasure. Thanks for visiting my blog!
Some voids are just never refilled.
While some erode…
Feels empty. Love your write!
An excellent compliment. Thank you!
Reblogged this on A Whispered Wind and commented:
Poignant poem with vivid imagery… I know this all too well
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