Now we live like spirits
Now we live like spirits coexisting in the same house
You used to ignite a raging inferno of passion through my heart
All that is there now is a frigid cold dark deep vacancy
What was my heart is now broken shards of metaphysical pain
Instead of passion filled looks of love there are hate-filled stares of contempt and anger
Conversations containing laughter and love replaced with vitriol and vehemence or icy cold hours of silence
Eyes that once sparkled shimmered with amorous delight now burst with daggers of resentment disdain and hostility
A house that used to be a form of a warm paradise feels like a cold empty prison
The guardian of hope promise protection and security has shifted into the ghost that lives in my soul
01-05-2021
S.G.Schuller
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