Silence that was louder than thunder,
Absence that was sharper than a knife,
Untruths as hidden as the immaterial,
Your presence, a painful memory to my life.
A hand i once held dear,
Yet all were lovely lies,
Ever soothing to one's ears.
Gentle lips that had caressed my neck,
Though now it existed bitten and bleeding,
Eyes that i thought understood like no other,
Though now led to my own swollen and grieving.
You had understood my fading sanity once,
And i believe deep down you still do,
Failure to keep your promised words,
Was what pried me apart from you.
You understood the depth of words,
Such sweet ones you had uttered,
And still you carelessly let them loose,
Thus like butterflies away my trust fluttered.
You were regretful and apologized,
And still i have yet to recover said wounds,
Your betrayal was the deepest of all,
Written in my skin like ancient runes.
It matters not what there is left to say,
In my lunacy i deem them all lies,
Yours, mine, theirs, ours,
Enough with fruitless tries.
I whisper into the thinning air,
Was it truly foolish to trust?
I ask to to my reflection before me,
Why did i let you turn me to dust?
Silence that was louder than thunder,
Absence that was sharper than a knife,
Untruths as hidden as the immaterial,
Your presence, a painful memory to my life.
