At night,
Sadness tends to sing my song
in E-minor.
How am I supposed to
write a eulogy
for my broken heart...?
I'm sure I'll be
jealous of my pen-
that gets to find true love
on this page...
In the dark,
my mind wanders away with my dreams,
wanders willingly
towards your translucent smile,
that once
served to fool...
towards your opaque love
that now lives unrequited.
Then,
the day shines through
my eyes
shrouded in one blank stare
after blank stare-
I share a new drink with
Emptiness.