The fire burns dim
Inside my soul
Nothingness, is a cloud
Of ash and smoke...
Emptiness is like that.
I've lost my love
And all will to live
Or eke out survival,
That's all it is now.
The embers glow hot,
Reminiscent of lost potential.
Smoke pours out;
Acrid, pungent,
Inducing teary eyes.
I lie -
They were wet enough already.
I see the world
Through a veil of water
And the shapes blur
Into each other -
Confused emotions,
Drives and destinies.
How entwined are we
That I should feel this way?
But then,
How entwined could we be,
If you hide yourself away?
Monday, March 8, 2010
Smouldering and All Burnt Out
Posted by Oneiric at 2:53 PM
Labels: A Pretty Pixie, Angst, Takotsubo
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