Like a casket lowered into the ground
My heart envelopes itself into a cave
I am fearful and faceless waiting to be found
I feel left behind like an orphan of war
Even though my love is not so far.
How can he be so endlessly brave
While I shiver and then inevitably shatter
My pieces fade away into trivial matter
Blown away by sadness
I drink myself into a madness
The self crafted torture stays till daybreak
I realize that I see only lies in a bottle.
A false love that renders me bloodshot and awake
My cave feels empty instead of full.
After a dead slumber I wake up to headache
And the morning mirror greets a fool.
Time passes and afternoon ushers in an epiphany
I discern that some solitude is inevitable
I find my face and my love for me.