Dark Day

Two weeks blended in & past,

With the shock withered away.

I now wake up to feel numbness,

From my life that took a turn on dark day.

 

Your being subsists away from me now;

This drapes down a dramatically dark cloud.

Black showers pour down relentlessly;

the pelts purposely piercing with intention to take me down.

 

Then I wake up & enjoy the stare,

Directly into the Devil's eye.

Yelling at the bastard to fuck off & go,

My hardened look shows it’s not my turn to die.

 

I made you a promise on dark day,

As my tears poured down on your corpse.

With each forehead kiss I formed my everlasting promise,

& this promise will help fill the void.

 

Now I'm expected to move on,

from the hell-stain on dark day.

Assumed to presume society's game,

& To pretend I want to be here to stay.

 

The distance between us feels like an eternity.

From my insight I've come to see,

That all forms of communication are cut off,

As I feel seclusion thereof from she.

 

I never thought this reality could be true.

Stuck with a vivid comprehension of what used to be you.

Mesmerized from what I could have done,

While hoping I could still help you push on through.

 

Yet here we are today,

Entirely & forevermore.

The unsettled truth that dark day provided,

Has left me in wonderment and severely sore.

 

I'm sad to say this really is good-bye.

The last time I saw you alive we met with each other in the eye,

I cried with you to get help;

Although in that moment I knew you were going to soon die.