Forever Lost

Sharp, the chill sends messages bleeding Icicles along the contours of my very spine, Lashing out in my brain, Truth targeting each cell it can locate or define. I am King Canute sat on the sand, Extended arms to hold back the sweeping tide, I gulp the cyanide tears, Bite down on cold enamel to subdue the grief inside. So senseless, so beyond comprehension, Less pattern or reason I could never know; I soul-search my mind and heart, Yet always come up empty, with nothing to show. All I really understand is that I Loved you and will love you still And the culprit beast of tragedy Has force fed me the bitterest pill. When you were stolen away, I fear The fire in me turned cold as midnight frost; Are the sweetest smiles you sculpted on my face Now decreed a memory... ...Forsaken...? ...Forever lost...?