An absence Unexplained~

There's a special kind of cruel in my life

the kind where common decency is flushed

down the toilet like a quick shit.

I'd take up smoking but sooner or later

that would burn down too.

There's a sickness in human behavior isn't there?

I'm not void of it but I try damn hard to fix it.

All I know that when I love it's from a true place

inside where dreams and reality are still waiting

to collide.

A place where when someone says "I love you" you

feel it to your bones and know it's centuries old.

But there is nothing more painful than an empty " I

love you" forced from fear.

If it weren't for my son....if it weren't for my spiritual

beliefs that I'd have to come back and redo all this to

raise my soul up.... I would have taken the exit long ago...

There is this unexplained absence...and I've learned hate from it

Tracey is a native of Northern Michigan. She has work on Writerscafe and Cosmofunnel. She is the Author of "Zero Evidence of Life" found on lulu.com.

Her publications include .

The Abyss, Under The Bleachers , The Rye Whiskey Review .

Midnight Magazine