Grey Wind

I know I shouldn’t let things get to me like this anymore

But sweetheart, when I heard the tears seeping into your voice-

It destroys me.

It makes me think of all we’ve done and how hollow our efforts have become-

We’re no longer venerated spirits-

We’re the bitter ever-lamenting untouchables we jokingly portrayed.

Right now, in the wind and grey I feel so empty-

So far from the high of earlier.

All I want to do is encapsulate you and assure you that we are deserving, despite what fate thinks.

But I cannot, for I feel just as broken-

I’m just cold bones and fat.

My heart is solidified and far from me-

This was such a triumph

And now it feels so invalid.

I want to fill this void by gushing out emotions-

Yet I feel it’s for not.

Our glorious opportunity has been dashed-

And all I have is you-

And I will comfort you to the best of my ability-

Because I love you and you deserve everything-

I’ve had my treasures.

And you deserve so much more-

I would give you my rotten heart, and cold fat and bones

I would take away the usurpers

I would do anything if it could change things-

But I asked for a challenge in my stupid abstract prayers

And perhaps this is it-

But it shouldn’t have destroyed what you strived for.