My pen broke
Between my fingers
And before I knew it
Words came to difficult
Hardly a thing known to man
I had lost my worth between the creases of my page
I have never felt this before

Why can I not write
When my heart yearns for nothing more
?

And suddenly
...
You stumbled back into the barren field you once called home
Sat on your side of the bed
And threw your socks across the room
Told me tales of where you've been
And I listened , whilst straining at my teeth
Fighting the urge to cuss you out
The words fly right out of my mouth before my mind could brace you for the fall
"I don't remember letting you in"

It hits you suddenly
Burdens of grief
Piling in a moment of joy
A sad realisation settling in the creases of your smile
Their gone , but life moved on
Within that moment you press at your throat
And hope no one can hear you heaving
No one likes a party pooper afterall
Life moved on , so why haven't you
Suddenly your words feel thick
And a silent cacophony dwells at your feet
No one notices as you leave the party
Life moved on so why would you stay
Then the doors pile in with people pressing the edge of your chin
And you scream
Hoping someone would hear your plea
Please sympathize with me
I'm battling a lifetime of grief

In the eyes of a
Week
A moment
A connection
And
A conflict
I had had managed to fit
Every part of your love
That would ruin me
And
Before the eyes of our passions dwells
On the nightfall
Of our imperfections
I decided it would be easier
To watch you leave

As the brittle leaves of our bones
Fell
And words could hardly explain our
Existence
It feverishly fed on our death
But it was alive
So who was there to blame?
And for the first time I prayed
Which was funny
Since I didn't believe in God
And sadly he reminded me that
It should stay that way