Look inside and see emptiness
No trace of perceived love...

Why does it have to end like this?
Why do you have to go...

I remember.
All those mornings with you...

You desired,
I was sightless...

My life is just a black hole,
spinning round and round...

Bind me to the earth
Wrap my wrists with your vines of authority...

Shock took over me as I watched you leave,
I inhaled the energetic cortisol...

The waves that crash on the surface of the sand...
The grass develops then deceases, being submerged...

Tracing the scars
The soft spoken lines...

Dread creeps into my being gradually,
Whispers of terrors to come...

Watch your eyes stare,
Watch your lips quiver...

Kind
Gental...