A b s t r a c t

never ending
never starting


cannot be
seen



what was ever
so true
about

love,

anyway?

they did not tell me
i would feel like this.

they did not tell me
there would be days where
getting out of bed would be a strenuous task.

they did not tell me
there would be times where the feeling
of loneliness would embrace me so tightly,
i would not be able to breathe.  

they did not tell me
i would spend evenings alone in my room,
clinging to the seat of my chair, sobbing endlessly.

instead,
they told me i would be happy.
they told me life was a grand adventure, waiting to be explored.
they told me it would be easy.

they lied.

Hypnotized with a madness
Drifting, shattered,  and shifting
The storm clouds fall upon my eyes
Numbness trying to engulf the atrocious pain
Eternal bitter tears that I can't sense anymore
The dust swirls following me to my death
Threads of heaven blooming,  linking them together
I'm ready to depart let the whirlwind carry me away

The apathy that which she harbours has rubbed off on me
And we are bleeding into each other.

Who she could have been is who she was
Going back to trace the remnants of her former self
but you can't leave footprints on concrete
Permanent alteration

She can't imagine future
The past is too harsh to mention
The words stick in the back of her throat

Obscuration of triumphs by all the tragedies that reign
A sullen disposition ingrained in her entire being
Looking at the world through jade-coloured glasses
She's too young to be this cynic

You can see the sadness in the brown of her irises
A kind of sadness that strikes a chord