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the emptiness screams
and the echoes themselves
pierce my soul
as Weariness she
dabbles to daydream
in her dreaded delirium
for a more suitable outlet's goal
thrashed by his manic feelings'
abrasive overreaction
to my questionable side dealings
a cornered whore of whores
he tries to make me out to be
when in actual fact
all that remains
is the lonely emotionally
abandoned woman I've been
for weeks upon weeks
no excuse do I list there
but
it IS the sad, naked truth
as shame brushes my
pale, heated cheeks
with drips from my heart's
regular bruising
my behavior was
all too common
but hardly so vile
that it's not worth excusing
the wall between us
tentatively remains
it hides a broader chasm
that rarely complains
and yet
we've lived so long now with
the distance smothering
our every movement
it's become almost commonplace
the minefields are still there
though carefully marked
whereas the beauty of long ago
has long since faded away
from what use to be so clear
and he and I are just tip toeing
by mirror images of the us
we can no longer be
beyond That private war that
broke out between us just
this passed January
was but the flashlight
revealing all those
ugly scars and gauges
long since between us acquired
that we hid from each other
as well as ourselves
for some previous delusional
union we thought we desired
and only indirectly revealed
though ugly as it was
a more worthy personal truth
today it has inspired
we cannot continue to hold on
to who we use to be
merely because the shock and
grieving of what that is,
is so very difficult to get passed
we must gather the courage
in our deepest inner selves
to break through
and wake up from
'This Nightmare Of We'
and not just for
the innate rightness of the reason
but for the integral well being of each
our very own sanity
I will die never forgetting how I once
so dearly loved you
but for whatever the inexplicable reason
that depth of feeling for you
no longer resides deep inside of me
and I cannot tell you just when or why
only that it can no longer be
for all your life I will long for you
all things that are dear and lovely
but just as well I know now
you must have them with some woman
far removed now from me
and I pray your understanding
and forgiveness of this confusion's shock
comes to you honestly and gradually...................
(April 12, 2011 629pm)