The Lost Ones

They asked me
to write a story
about the lost ones
the ones past
those who have crossed over
and faded into that other dimension

and their images
came back to me
in a forceful flurry
as if the faucet had been
turned on
and those ignored
finally received redemption

how can so many loved ones
be lost
how could they have
left me
abondoned me

Why should I think about them
when the mere memory
makes my heart hurt
turmoil and pain
bubble to the surface and
the realization that they are forever gone
leaves me empty

They asked me to write
about the lost ones
and my mind wrapped itself
into a cocoon
of grief