I felt the silence of your soul,
Slipping throw the cracks in my memory
Lost within old moments; solitude, sex, chivalry
I heard the hollow of your voice,
Echoing around the hallways of my heart
Searching for your green eyes; solid, placid, smart
I smelt the calm of your resolve,
Spoiled within the depths of my darkness
Infected with self loathing; slow, bitter, emptiness
I saw the death of your commitment
A bombardment on me with no warning
Eradicated in mere seconds; perfect, still, morning
I tasted the poison in your words,
Killing the very laughter you invoked
Merciless as a Viking warrior; cold, hard, provoked