Fatigue has wearied my bones
Due to the question that plagues my mind;
Attaching itself to memories, refusing to let go.
Inquiries will never end,
Silence but a mirage.
Loudly my heart breaks
Mute to the ears of them, the emotionally deaf.
What do I have to do to trigger a glimpse?
Stare into me.
See the arid deserts' thirst.
Hear the whispers of the decaying peacock stirring.
Touch the leper's lonely desperation.
Taste the bitterness of the widow's dreams.
The everlasting dawn, what a putrid pain!
Stare into me.
Share with me
Deep set agony,
Mosaic of insecurities,
The vision of tomorrow that fails.
Separate from me,
For I am frail
A dandelion of aches.
Abandon me mercifully
For I am on the verge
And you are the void which I cannot fall into.
Sighs that stimulate tsunamis
Hurricanes start at the drop of my pungent tears.
A disaster.
The force that pours vinegar into my wounds
You have undermined me into emptiness.
I feel diluted.
Traces of my previous strength lie gasping in the gutter.
The child of war
I cringe away from conflicted passions.
Enough torture,
Beautiful tormentor.
Release me.
Uncertainty resides in my bone marrow
Intrinsically, constantly, diligently.
Hurtful resonance vibrates through my veins
Enough.
Your presence drops of acid fading me away.
Your laugh a trillion stings in the core of my essence.
Your touch……
Oh your touch,
The scorpion's kiss that paralyzes who I am.
Can't you see I am suffocating?
You, only you solitarily have the power to revive me,
But routinely you fail me.
And as I die
A question plagues my mind;
Attaching itself to memories, refusing to let go.
"What have we become?"