sorrow

Sorrow

Chill winds blow through my breast
sorrow numbing my blood,
causing it to flow sluggishly through
torpid veins,
My heart faltering in its beats
my breath labored,
Slowing

Sorrow is a tangible thing,
harsh on fingers and lips
Scouring away happiness as sand scours rock,
rending flesh from bones.
Tearing away light and joy
ripping away love,
stripping away life.

Sorrow creeps along the dusty corridors
of my depleted heart.
It shouts in the muffled shadows,
as stagnated happiness and desire dry up
and blow away in the bitter wind,
scattering in the darkness,
falling into the void

Sorrow settles loudly, deafeningly,
in the crevices of my mummified heart
Its silence shatters the remnants of tranquility
shrieking into the negation
that was once a living being
filled with life, and hope.
Now not existing at all

Blood pulsed fiercely in me once
my heart beating strongly,
life surging through my veins
echoing throughout my body,
telling of joy,
of song, of light.
Of love

You took that love away without telling me
Turned from me without explanation
or apology
You ripped my heart out,
sucked it dry
leaving an open wound in my chest
spewing my life onto the dirt floor

Unheeded screams echo in my stagnant corpse
the desiccated strands of my soul
strewn over the barren ground
of my frozen carcass
Where once was a being of hope and love
is now a vacuum of sterile emptiness
Vacant within, lifeless, motionless

I rise and move, the walking dead
Nothing beats or breathes within me
I go through the motions of living
Blind eyes seeing nothing,
deaf ears hearing silence
hollow words spilling from my empty mouth
No-one sees the death that I am
for no-one cares….not even me.