David William Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Torn Apart By Your Absence

I can’t believe my eyes
I have witnessed your demise
Like the day bowing down to the night
What a sight…what a pleasant sight

Torn apart by your absence
I wander through the maze of my own enigmatic mind
I faced the truth; I don’t believe it! It’s nonsense! 
I drift away, only to find…only to find…
That this fear bottled up inside needs to be released
Shut your eyes – don’t even peek!
Shut your mouth – don’t even speak!
My soul has strayed too far 
I wander through the maze of your outlandish mind
The truth is…hidden beneath the surface
It’s somewhere safe…not devoted to the abyss
Shattered by your hopelessness
Weeping ‘cause of your demise…hearing insidious lies
Your demise…not something I prize

I can feel my heart beat fast
I have caught you sleeping silently forever
Deliver me from this pain of looking back in the past
Sorrow bites me with its injurious venom…everything’s a blur

Torn apart by your absence
I wonder what went through your mind! 
I faced the truth; I don’t believe it! It’s nonsense! 
I drift away, only to find…only to find…
That this fear bottled up inside needs to be released
Shut your eyes – don’t even peek!
Shut your mouth – don’t even speak!
My soul has strayed too far 
I wander through the maze of your outlandish mind
The truth is…hidden beneath the surface
It’s somewhere safe…not devoted to the abyss
Shattered by your hopelessness
Weeping ‘cause of your demise…hearing sinister lies
Your demise…not something I prize

I CAN’T LIVE THIS LIFE IN DESOLATION
This is not the way I should have turned out to be
I can’t look behind me…I must keep my head up high 
I look in front of me…I shall not disappoint me 
Heal this wound that scarred me with fear

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Jake Ponce May 6, 2014 at 8:38 PM 19th on the list: This is the one where I felt rage from you. Dave, I'm sure you have a compilation of your work in your computer/laptop. So far, the list that you provided me will make a very good collection of poems with the lighter ones as interludes. It's like going through a dungeon and there are monsters every turn and, suddenly, a save point! HAHAHAHA