She flips the switch
Light illuminates
Where was that sound?
A child crying
Weeping like honey
Dripping from a spoon
She wrings her hands
Palms sweat
Where is the child?
Losing her mind
Then echos down the hall
She looks through
Kaleidoscopic eyes
Carpet rough underneath
Arms consoling
Hush now
Soothe her inner child
Weeping like honey
Dripping from a spoon….Merby you have talent that you do not know…share more. I felt this…the cry to be heard, the cry from within yourself. xxxx
Thanks Rambly..I can’t seem to make up my damn mind..funny or serious.
love this, Merbear. Maybe it is because I am a father, but you had me on edge until the last line.
I would drop the line, “heart thudding.” If her palms are sweating we can infer that her heart rate is up. Just a suggestion, feel free to tell me to piss off. haha
I never tell people I respect to piss off!
Actually, good idea..editing now.
Really beautiful.
Thank you.