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Riddled
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Poetry embracing the silence,
caressing my soul,
inside and out,
and now i behold,
you aren't coming back,
never intended to stay,
and i think on that now,
as night warms to day,
you've faded to memory,
and now beyond that,
pleasant, to be sure,
tears, like the drop of a hat,
empowerring my will,
to survive beyond us,
instead of in others,
in myself i entrust,
going on will be hard,
but letting go ever harder,
escape is impossible,
yet I push myself further,
to rid me of you,
to rid me of pain,
i'm riddled with conflict,
i'm empty of gain,
i'm tearing at heartstrings,
my own are like glass,
slowly melting to nothing,
like my future and past,
candles burn in my mind,
while tears burn in my eyes,
my ears long for music,
yet sound does not comply,
approaching me softly,
begging to be trusted,
are the faces, familiar,
are the enemies, unwanted,
and hiding behind me,
are the things that i feel,
while i'm wishing and hoping,
that this isn't for real.
