Survivor (of 9/11)

[ellajam]

I dropped the bag I had, never to reclaim it,
I lost the life I had, gone forever within a few short minutes.
No matter how hard I look,
I cannot find the me that I was before.

I love this part, it breaks my heart in its truth.

And this:

The phone on my hip chirped -
a panicked bird in a leather cage.
On the ninth,
or ninetieth time,
I answered,
to hear that voice
of the one I loved.

Love this, I don't think you need the last line (I was alive).