Departing Soul I can't sleep, it eludes me. Your soul departs from mine, leaving me empty. Turns my stomach inside out, makes the trapped one in my head, scream and shout. But offers no solace. Does not allow me to rest. And I'm afraid it never will. This aggravation's going in for the kill. Where will I land? Certainly not in your hands, this I know. But don't let it clearly show, although, I've lately been coming close, to unveiling it all. I'm already bracing for the fall, and there's no decline at all. Except the one in my mind. The one I never hope to find. A.E.