I awoke
Deep in midnights
Star studded blanket
Your name
Lying softly on my lips
I wanted to speak it
Yet
Then it would only leave
Leave me alone
To fall asleep again
So I held on
Eyes shut
Vision twenty-twenty
I saw you
As I remembered you
Years past tense
Times’ caress faded
Youthful eyes blazed
Cauterizing my mind
A perfect wound
So called memory
If those scars could show
A mess am I
As I walk the webwork
Of this shattered heart
I search
Search forever the way
To hold your name
Softly spoken…

Jeremiah Gilbert
DOC #709551