silence invades , my shadow is lost
with stale feelings imagination is gone
staring into a malodorous future
preparing for life , becoming withdrawn
with all played out and nothing left
contemplation’s turn to separation
imminent speculations being deft
all necessary for my salvation
Tim…what words can one say. Your poem seems to be expressing how you’re feeling right now….I have written in such a manner as this in the past…take care…Diane
Thanks Diane …yes I kinda express what I’m feeling rather loosely at times