Effects of Goodbye (Poem)

The wind whispers through my mind
So silently and chilly to only find
That the void voices sing a lullaby
A remedy to cure the effects of goodbye. 

I scream in anticipation of utmost rescue
hoping that it is but a minor miscue
wishing for the havens to reach out and touch my face
bringing y lonesome thoughts back in place

But what use is it when fearsome hands luck in darkness
stretching out and giving birth to all the loneliness
in a time when the mind foresees nothing fruitful
for only you my life you rule

© Dredd X