A friendly restlessness my heart can sense,
And choke me with life’s hideous essence.
I have known this grief for a long time now,
But not long enough to welcome it.
I have felt solitude so close for a while
And gradually, with it, have been comforted.
The pain has surfaced with a blow so wild –
Half loved, half cared, I walk alone.
To a place where vacuum is defined by space
And on the end of which, care & sadness galore.
Completely incomplete, I reached the end,
Where the dark enveloped me to scare me to the core,
Attempting to break me down and celebrate my tears.
But there was so much sorrow, that I couldn’t cry anymore…
