People act like
The whole world revolves around love
That you need it to survive
Without it, you wouldn´t thrive

But what about when it rips a Son from his Family
When he is in love with a psychotic alcoholic?
How great is Love when it turns him cold.
He hasn´t talked to his sister in weeks.

She was his world
His saviour, his boo.
And now I´m just a faint reminder
In the next town over.

Love is great
When it´s with the right person.
But I Promise you, brother dear,
She is wrong.

It was a handful
of empathetically attentive people
who noticed that she was absent,
even though she was standing
in the centre
of the well-lit room,

It was the same few
helpless people
who witnessed the moment
that she disappeared;
as she vanished
into the dense thickness
of Anxiety's terrifyingly wretched,
invisible,
shroud of gloom.

By Lady R.F ©2016

I'd rather live in my own world
than to die from your words.

I'd rather stay isolated and be happy,
than to be around people who don't know me.