A NEW PATH FORMED OF FIRE by Rosella Gómez

A different kind of poem. No rhyme, just
Words. Words that come from the depths of my soul. As I lay here all alone with all my thoughts, all my tears, of loss so true, so mighty it overwhelms me. And I look thru different eyes, for I have to, or I will melt away from all this lava flowing thru me. I am so blessed, so speachless, that my words fail me to somehow just say thank you. Thank you for giving of your heart, your soul, of all that you are all that you have to give another soul so once lost in a darkness so void of light you cannot see a hand in front of you. And with that my lovely, with all light, and all love I say goodnight