I write to you - knowing that you are my heart, my soul, my life.
Can I live without you?
Knowing that with every heartbeat that we are apart,
A part of my heart is torn,
a part of my soul is stolen,
and a piece of my life is lost
into an abyss of disillusion and despair.
While in this abyss I fall
for what feels like eternity
with only hints of your presence surrounding me.
Although it is complete darkness,
I can see you...I can see
an image burned into my eyes
not of your face nor your body,
but of your heart and soul.
As my heart aches,
my mind churns...screaming,
telling me that I am in pursuit
of something that cannot be pursued...
trying to catch something
that cannot be caught.
But my heart ignores my mind,
forcing me to open my arms to you
in which you strike my unprotected chest
with a blade of sorrow and brokenness.
With each stab by body wrenches about
struggling to free itself...
of the agony in which it is experiencing.
Yet I continue to worship this agony
as i worship your beauty
as something much more
than superficiality
in the physical sense.
sounds a little unfinished but powerful.
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