Sore Simplicity

For the first time in months I feel simply Alone. Cut off from you like a dying branch from a tree. A taut elastic stretched just too far suddenly Frays, Snaps, Hangs loose. I don’t want to acknowledge the day, Please, it can leave me well alone, But it won’t. Its incessant hours drag me backwards through the truth And I know its intentions are good… But I just wish it would stop. I ripped my heart right out so it could be the Sun, I curled up tight, so small and pale, to be the Moon, My fists thrashing walls were explosions of stars… I hate that this Universe is lacking you entirely.