I’ve never felt more alone
than when I was with you.
you were my muse when I needed you.
I loved a statue, cold and barren, and I thought
it mirrored a soul, that I could deeply fell into,
and swim through,
but it waved violently to cut the roots I held onto.
you cut them, then I drown. A void of heartache and all that was cruel.
It made me fly above the sea of sadness,
here I am, feeling you like I am watching through a kaleidoscope
a poem, written in a life,
I knew in the past.
Here I am, on this new shore.
Waves carry on easily, a poetry I only read, far from you,
an ache that will always be there.
My heart can only lead me to sorrow.