Phantom Pain

Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my naked soul.
It smites me, and darkly my
essence drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In numbness I call your name
while oblivion laughs cruelly.
Now alone, my cascade of tears falls upon darkened eyes.
This is your love

I wrote this poem for my friend Chris. He was always there for me and I’ll be there for him no matter what … He stopped me from commiting suicide. I figured this is a way to thank him. I appreciate everything he’s done.