Vis a Vis

At the end of the day,
It's just me...
Leaning softly
Against the page...
Crying out with hope;
Venting my frustrations,
My sadnesses and dreams...

Lilting, I hear your voice,
Roughly curling around my neck
Like a noose,
Soul locked in a vice,
Heart caught in a snare...

No one can compare...

And my own voice
C r a c k s
Every time I break inside,
When I have to say your name
Devoid of any attachment,
We were so devoted;
Detached...

Running through me,
Pouring through you,
There is such a stagnant pond;
Waters running deep
As strangers surveying
Intoxicating elixirs;
Entwined with destiny...

Sadness
d i s s o l v e s
everything;

A flashflood cascading through my heart,
Breaking down what is left of me,
And what I would give
Just to dance once again;
But there are no more words to say.

Deep down,
I am alone...