An emptiness exists between
What used to be and what is,
Words spoken, silence screams,
And so it starts, sinking into the abyss.
A familiar place, been here before,
I didn't believe I'd be here again.
This pain, this time, a deafening roar,
The funeral dirge, a sad refrain.
Is this my fate, my destiny,
Innocent, yet feeling blame?
My only crime, to love intensely,
Not understanding the cruel game.
Heart broken, old realities arise,
My world now goes up in flames,
While the part that knew love dies.
Alone again! Incomprehensible.
Speaking my truth is no longer viable
I'll drift away, become invisible,
If that's what you want, justifiable.
CWylde ⓒ 01 / 25 / 15
