Departure  by  Kathryn Whittenberger   Kattgrl733@aol.com . She roams through the night, afraid and alone Few can see her, fewer care. She dances in a dress of white, yet all you see is but a shadow Her mark is left upon the room, filling the occupants with terror She wishes peace, yearns for love, betrays that trust Her fault it was not, yet her guilt keeps her tied She can go no further, waiting for the fear to depart She believes, yet questions Not understanding what holds here, why she can go no farther She looks for help, and gets her chance, A door wide open, a caring soul, her only chance A great fear, a lack of breathe, the Beacon knew all she needed to know The Empath understood, followed her friend, proved to others she existed. A great truth revealed, a great proof shown A kindness shared between two new friends The story unended, the door still open, another follows Not understanding, fright, he forces his way The friend stays the battle, yet answers the challenge understanding not, but doing what she feels is right, the Empath slams him through the door, and allows the lady in white to follow if she wishes She does but does not, yet following her heart knows she must return As friend drifts from friend, the key is shared No door can separate them The Empath stares at the moon, wondering why she feels no pain As she searches for a trace of loneliness, all she can find are threads of despair. She tries an experiment, closes her eyes, searches for the emotions of her friend As she searches, she hears a word, sent across her face on the silky breeze, She knows all is finished. From time to time they meet like this, to allow the other to realize they are never alone  That they shall always have each other. .