Thursday 15 August 2013

Agony

Your smile
rips my heart,
A dagger slicing
through tender flesh

Your kind voice
sears my mind,
Scalding drops
Leaving deep scars

Your gentle touch
sets me on fire
marking me
with blisters

Your words
Choke the hope
out of my soul,
they are not
the ones
I want to hear

Your face
is etched
in indelible ink
of my tears
on the canvas
of my mind

My breath sticks
in my throat
Every heartbeat
is an ache
as I struggle
to imagine a life
without you

Perhaps it is pain I love
and suffering
For why else
would I inflict
Upon myself
the agony
of your company

I smile
I laugh
I talk
I pretend you mean
nothing to me
though you are
everything
I ever wanted,
can never have

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