IN THE DARK
The emptiness
hisses at me
snatching away the escape
of sleep
and meaningless stupid dreams
that do not hold you.
I want to touch your face
so I can see you again
behind my eyes.
I want to hold
the whole of you
the root of you
in my hands
against my tongue
within my heart
to absolve me of my pain...
Can you still reach me
in this dark cavern I shiver in
awaiting your light to return
to lift this dull grim cold
from my bones; my soul?
We have traded places, you and I;
I am the one drowning now
in the depthless well of insidious fears
craving sanctuary
in your arms,
solace
in your love...
Do you want to succor me?
I can no longer see the horizon
only the places we have stumbled.
We have fallen
into the abyss
of an unknown future...
Will you hold my hand on the way down?
Will you hate me for my inner blindness;
for your lack of scars?
Have our masques dried in place
warped and molded by the tears
we have shed at each other
from the outposts of our need?
Can I still touch your heart
or your fear
or your pain
anymore?
