i'm drowning in the  waves
splashing my heart with
the ache that comes with missing you

was i nothing to you all along?

you played me like that favorite song
you could never get enough of;
one day i was the only thing on your mind,
the only murmur to escape  your lips,
until you got bored of the same old tune
and turned the stereo off for good

now it's just white noise
fading with the rainy day sunset,
like apollo left his lyre in the sun to rot
and the music never sang again

my heart never did

even the air can taste the thrall
of dionysus in my breath;
it reeks of  jack these days

did you grow bored of me,
like theseus grew bored of ariadne?

maybe she could tie her string into a noose
and escort me to asphodel

...but i already feel like i'm
the walking epitome of death

a ghost
a whisper    
a shadow in the darkness;          
there but never there

the music has been silent on
this lonely island of ogygia
where you wouldn't stay with me
and i couldn't seem to leave

i spend every night watching you
float back to another world
while i'm stranded on the outside looking in

i know you'll never come back
but i spend every night with my feet in the water
and i pray that poseidon will  carry
your boat back to my shore

*false hope is all i have left