The dungeon of my mind has no windows, it has no doors, there is no escape. Only the cold floor, it's always dark, there is no light. The fire in my soul is dying, I've lost all hope. I'm drowning in my self doubt. Most people fear death or heights or some outside force, but my biggest fear is the darkness inside my mind.

My body trembles at the last time we touched
Our last goodbye before you walked away
The intense warmth assimilating through our bodies as we held each other,
Chest to chest.

And the days feel like weeks
And the weeks feel like months,
And the tears I've wept for you to come home has dehydrated me of your love.

But your paradisiac image followed me
Wherever I went
Your addicting smile was lodged there
Your exquisitely magnificent hazel eyes were there sitting next me
Your voice was in every word I spoke
Your thoughts in every word I wrote.

Your palliatating touch haunted me
Every waking moment
The simple thought of you made me feel like I couldn't breathe,
Although I've never felt more alive.

And I can feel the salty tears on my lips
But all I taste is our last kiss
The feeling of your hands against my skin,
Your heart pounding like music next to mine.

And I sit here now
Wishing for nothing more than just to hear your voice
To give only a few minutes to tell you
How much I miss you,
How much I love you.