my heart is empty
like my world's gone numb
i feel nothing
i don't see the rumpled clothes on the floor
the sink full of dirty dishes
faded pictures on the walls
i don't hear the tv blasting away, the stereo,
the phone that won't ring anymore
just replays of past conversations
which change with each remembrance
i don't feel the bite of the cold
nor the burn of my cigarette
dying in my fingers
not even the tears on my face
i try to, but i can't recall your scent
just the smell of wet asphalt from the time
i tried to stop you from leaving, but failed
i can't even open my mouth to scream
my tongue's clenched too tightly between my teeth
too bitterly laced with remorse
from having said the words that finally drove you away
my heart is empty
like my brain's gone dead
i feel nothing
except the sense of your loss
© 2008 saentkil
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