Don't disturb me in my silences
I will most likely be painting
A montage of the last movie I saw
Intertwined with my own memories
The songs I've listened to
play out themselves
on silent summer noons
echoing your voice
Still.
I hurt, I bleed
and yet there is a dream
that tugs me on
to a distant moment.
Of pain.
I lose you sometimes
in a dense fog
and I run direction-less
on a dark misty road
Endless.
Incoherence sets in
just the moment before
I was supposed to meet you
at a place of no co-incidences
Betrayal
Let me go
to a land of no memories
the road is very difficult
and I love you
Forever
