There is nothing left.
Even the ashes of love
have scattered
in the storm
of your screaming rage
Even the shadow
of my devotion
has been devoured
by the darkness
in your eyes.
There is nothing left,
yet here I am.
here
Nothing Left
In Contemplation
I am sorry I abandoned you
I should have been larger than my pain
I should have been greater than my pride
I turned away when I should have looked deeper
I deafened myself in defense
I should have offered to listen
My loyalty should have been to friendship
Not my over tender heart
But now
I am here
I am listening
I have grown beyond my pride
I have parted ways with old pain
I am your friend
Though I know you are not mine
Hell Is Here; Hell Is Her
Ending again
Always ending
Never released
A prison of flesh
of earth
of clay made
to last forever
always brought back
never released
always here
always her
















