How things bled when you left
When you left, a hole just grew
An empty carcass, misused
Buried in the depths of you.
A bleeding never to subside
But carry on as a river flows
The absence of you overwhelms
As this deepest chasm grows.
Hours stall as minutes freeze
Through windows pane, I search for you
A drink, or two, pass somber lips
You’ve left me hell, if you knew…
Misery, informs my awareness
As emptiness, unrivalled, grabs hold
Passion for continuance dissolves
Darkness of solitude, ever bold;
Walls of mortar, tumble down
Exposing what might have been
a trail so ghostly, I dare not walk
though wanting, I’m too scared to know.
Fearful of unrelenting realities
That put such distance between our souls
Thinking on good times fallen behind me
Harsh winds of loneliness, blow bitter cold.
~ Copyright ©yikici and JMC813. 2014
**I have been blessed with collaborating with John over at JMC813 again, and what a delightful collaboration it has been; it’s been a pleasure as always John, I’m looking forward to the next creative outburst…it’s now your turn. 😉