The Wailing

Mournful sounds arise from the
deepest depth of my soul - the
anguished wails of those I cannot
identify  , whose voices I can no
longer hear - under the cover of
darkness the wailing continues
growing louder and stronger with
each and every call causing my
heart to break with such sadness
I can no longer describe the ache
inside that I feel for their suffering .
The despair that they must feel ,
the heartbreaking sadness washes
over me knocking me over with grief
to deep to understand .
How can one person suffer this much
with not a living soul around to see or
understand the pain that I felt .
With deep regret I begin to ignore the
sounds - how I long to join them , but I
know I cannot , my place is here for now ,
until my time passes I will continue on
hoping for just one moment when silence
is all that I hear .