Absence

Absence was my eternal companion
As i grew with it by my side
Always lurking, always feeding on me.

Living like this
Turns you to stone
I struggle to comprehend
Missing you.

I only know
That among the stars i gaze at
I'm insignificant
That the willows under which we gaze at eachother
Are mere reflections
Of what the world almost never means.

In this darkened pit
This wound of the sun
I cradle my ashes
As i fade away
Among the roots
Of my dearest visions
I scream
As the crows
Feast on my chest.

You were too sick
To ever heal thyself
You were too sick...

Sometimes i gather all my writings
I frame them with withered leaves
I let the frost in
To paint my sullen walls
Erase my heart from the madhouse.

My movements
Are those of shivernig dolls
Swiming through thick, dark air
Towards a hand of light
To cut the cord
My spine is greatly injured
By all those useless memories.
I have to carry
In order to save some ephemeral words
That i cling to.

You were too sick
To ever heal thyself
You were too sick...