Communicate

a poem by thenorm

So much was lost

But here we are,

In Emptiness,

Embittered.

Perhaps a line

Or two

Shared between us

Would ease

The Pain.

We sit, together,

In Solitude,

Staring at our

Half-Filled

Glasses of Wine.

So much was lost.

Somewhere along

The Way To There,

We Got Lost.

Our faces, cold

Like Stone.

Maybe if we

Smiled, it would

Ease Our Pain.

So much was lost,

Nothing Was Gained.

We sit,

Unable To Feel.

Communicate.