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ASKEW

In the hollow of my chest resides a void Where the seats recline a whispered voice Is heard in time. When echoes once danced Now silence abides. In the backseat of the past The pulse of life Is heard When the cars go by a distant muted drum In this empty realm Numb shadows come No one stirs I couldn’t feel The quiet deep No dreams or fears No tears to softly weep Emotions’ color fade To spectral gray A canvas blank where Light has lost its way The world around me Spins in the vibrant hue Yet I am still askew. I remain unseen No warmth to touch No chill to pierce my skin A ghost adrift Where feelings should’ve been Oh how I yearn For just a fleeting spark To pierce the fog and chase away the dark Yet in the silence, all my hopes remain A voice of nothingness A void of constant pain. In a world where touch remains a dream I reach for shadows, grasp at seams The sheets that are not there The seats that are always bare The space between us, cold and clear Hold echoes of a love sincere Your presence lingers Soft and near Yet I cannot hold What’s held so dear Fingers trace the empty air Feels like sponge Absorb the warmth That we use to share Each whispered word A remnant song In a realm where I don’t belong My heart extends Across the void To find the touch We once enjoyed Yet here I stand In silence bound Where only echoes Can resound For though we speak And hearts may blend The touch I crave I cannot stand In waking hours Our hearts entwine The tethered beats On leather seats Through joy and pain. Though touch is lost Love’s truth remains.

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