Wednesday, August 05, 2009

My life is filled with you.
When gone, I'm left with nothing.
And now, even the smell of coffee burns.
My body is empty, bloodless.
You are not here.

Alas!

I thought I knew so much.
I thought I had control.
But I can't want what I should want.
And what's forbidden I can't cease to search.

Your absence brings evenings of misery,
Still I'll wait for you.

I need your words in my ears.
I need your form in my eyes.
I need your hands on my body.
I need your thoughts on my mind.

There's nothing left to do,
except,
maybe,
destroy myself.

Perhaps if I destroy the body
The soul will be set free from you.


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