Cement Face

Sunlight crosses my face

in my empty house where

feeling good has moved

beyond my reach and


no reason to rise has

entered my mind or to

open my eyes because

the day has arrived.


I’m wondering why I’m alive

When I’ll never regain the

desire to love or to live

like I had when you let me


love you night and day.

With you gone a smile

can never break the

cement covering my face.









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