See the Empty Space

See the Empty Space The sorrow leaves a pool Dripped in pages to the floor A sideways glance is thinking It does not want to see you anymore Gliding over the tiles lingers on their cold Searching secret niches to hide behind they’re cracking And the sorrow leaves its pool Sliding message bear traps springing closed Nothing but a silence staining a polished surface A reflection no one knows It seeps from beneath the glances That have no where else to rest It hides behind your eyelids In the place it knows the best As the sorrow pool spreads with its counted motion Its testament shed within the howling drips Reaches to a mirror But does not want to see you anymore The bawling engines roar A plane crash falling weight of your capture While diamond pith shatters into tissue With the unspoken vowels of love But gliding over the floor The silence of sorrows pool No one can hear the unspoken words But everyone sees the smiles They don’t feel the day is dead Or see the empty space They do not recognise the shadow Which lynches on the corner of your mouth They cannot see the eyes Into which yours still long to look Only clues of something stirring In the quietness of your voice And the paper trail is littered with your silence Dripped in pages to the floor The sorrow leaves a pool Floats away across the tiles Skimming an unbroken sheen upon the chill Floats away across the tiles