Freedom4

What Once Was

When the shimmering light of day fades

To beautiful hues of pink and purple and blue,

And the sky darkens to the silver glow of the evening moon,

Thoughts of you occupy my mind.

Infinite feelings pulsate through my veins 

Flowing like blood to my beating heart.

 

Scenes of dancing colours enter my blissful slumber. 

Red and orange rings of warmth and Pleasure orbit my unconscious mind

As a hazy likeness of your silhouette emerges just beyond reach.

Accompanying your shadow evokes a sense of weightlessness 

like a balloon carelessly being whisked away 

Into the open sky.  

 

The drifting sounds of familiar lyrics permeate the air.

A golden melody reminiscent of a serenade from beyond the distant past. 

I taste the sweetness of honey upon my lips

 When the poetic phrases are released from your soul.

Just like the blazing sun heats the earth below,

your voice 

wraps me

 in a blanket of 

warmth 

and embeds itself 

into every fibre. 

 

An awakening jolts the peaceful visions, swaddled in overwhelming sadness 

A dense darkness overshadows the luminous scene 

And feelings of trepidation are combined with unwelcome thoughts

An immense weight crashes with the impact of a surprising force.

                                                        Realization                                                                                      

cuts through my soul 

                                                                          like the                                                                    jagged                                                                              edges of                                                                                 shattered glass.

Fragments 

                       of me, 

of you 

               are vigorously                                              tossed 

To

               the 

ground.

Pieces of what once was, scattered like debris after a devastating wreck.

Trying to breathe but gasping for air while being sucked into a whirlpool of emotions

I still want to feel the heat upon my skin 

as yours touches mine.

I still want to feel the fire that has burned 

an imprint of you 

into the essence of me.

Fighting for a lifeline to keep afloat, 

Wanting to hold on to what is deeply cherished

but failing, 

always failing. 

The absence of you 

ignites a spiral of pain that incinerates optimism.

A tear-stained pillow 

left in its wake, 

with a broken heart 

that aches 

for the part of you 

that has always been 

a part of me.