Needle and Thread

July 2022

(my own words)

I wish I could take a needle and thread and then sow my heart to yours.

But there is no thread long enough to fill the void of silence that has now formed.

Does the wind carry my name, or do only echoes remain?

I have stitched the pieces of my heart together, yet the hollow still aches.

Like a wound that won’t heal, I still feel pain.

I see a cerulean sky after the rain.

It gives me hope of finding a way to bridge the chasm.

Then I look at the needle and thread, and my heart loses its rhythm.

Knowing there is no way back to you or escape from this prison.

Copyright © 2022 Maggie Watson

All rights reserved

Published by In the Shadow of my Pen

Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry. Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪 Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏. Spilling ink from my heart and Soul. My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site!

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