Words held to my tongue
With emptiness in my head
Deafening silence
Of truths once left unsaid
Rolling hills of madness
My life held in his hands
Delusion replaying memories
Of moments never made
Decomposing threats
Lay over bricks of solace
No kindness in his eyes
Nor in his unspoken truth
Writing of love loss
With open wounds agape
I whisper his name again
As I silently slip away