To miss a loved one, to challenge the vacant
To suspect that this is all an illusion
No dad’s love, no loved one’s presence,
Delirium fevered, tossed and obsessive
I swat at my realities turning skeletons
Incessant fears, they raise their dark hoods
They get kaleidoscopic in my matted hair
I am just another pair of eyes, stalking the void
These walls mutter their raging spells on me
Their silent screams drown what I have saved
I have screeching nails scouring down my sleep
Is all been so long, since his dark death
Thorns on torture, I still look for his body
Where do I put away all my love for him?
His life got over when he wanted out
Some flowers they bloom unsung and unfound..