Tonya,

Excellent write. Wonderful flow, and so sad.

"In my humbled walls of desolate silence
My heart bares the weight of distress
Detecting the sound of an empty abode
I am deafened by echoes of loneliness"

Loved this stanza.

"I am deafened by echoes of loneliness"
Sometimes, silence screams louder than words.

~~Bravo~~

Always,
Jeannie

Tonya,

I have not read one of your poems a quite a long time and I do miss reading them. You have also been missed. This is a very mournful poem and indded very sad. I hope all is well.

Warm regards,

Steve

Very impressive one

So very good.

The blood of a poets broken heart shows up well on the white page with words that show the cracks and depths of that wounded heart. Keep up the good works.