When an emptiness
Walks a road desolate
Of all but breath itself.
When companionship
Replaces passion,
Emotion and desire.
When the heart
Is but a shell
Drained of its lifeblood
And only feels
The emotions you create
For yourself.
When life
Moves in slow motion
Or stands still
Like a clock hand
Hanging in the air
Awaiting the chime
The inevitable
Plays out before your eyes
And you ache
Pushing away
The undesired pain
Just a little while longer
A façade of contentment
The empty shell smiles
But buries its true self deeper still.
Nodding at meaningless words
That find no home within
But float away.
The spark, the connection,
The understanding is nonexistent.
The souls don’t even touch on their very fringes.
Not understanding they don’t understand you.
When all else is gone
Family ties are forever.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment