Letters To Nowhere Ii
This ceaseless suffering knows no end,
Will I break, or will I just bend?
My soul is withering without you, do you even care?
I wonder about your feelings, as I write these letters to nowhere.
These poems I write shall never be complete,
My love for you, it just won’t deplete…
Without seeing you ever again, I fear that I shall die,
Thus, in these letters to nowhere, I wish to say goodbye.
Ah! Some of these pages keep flying out the window,
I wish for my letters to reach you as they fly across the rainbow.
Fragments of my mind and soul are scattered on the floor,
My skin breaks and sheds, as death waits at my door.
With that said, I can write no more,
Your love has overpowered me, choked my gut and gore.
My brain has shut down and my eyes have been blinded,
As my heart stops beating, of you, I am reminded.
You came for me! I knew you’d come!
I knew my efforts weren’t in vain, whatever I had done!
And as you pull me out of this wooden overcoat, you lift me from my plight,
I feel your warm embrace, as towards Heaven we take flight!
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