Alone in the dark

A cigarette burns as I sit alone in the darkness left behind,

I see nothing but the memories of the shadows you stole.

Nothing in my mind really matters as Dark matter before,

facing the pain without fear of waking up again.

I hear your silence so cold in eyes already gone,

for a moment I could almost taste your lips.

As I light a candle drenched in dragon’s blood,

dreams of your silhouette still haunt my eyes.

I try to catch you as you fell away from my hands,

so weak I was in my suffering, too weak to hold on.

Eyes bloodshot covered in tears of loneliness,

so dark my light has been, so cold I am alone.

No darkness in light’s touch burning my heart,

crashing waves in these tears you took from my life.

I had something before I ever knew about anything,

inhaled the smoke testing the death to come.

Back against the wall I cry in the simple thoughts of you,

unaware if you ever knew how much I loved you at all.

I can’t seem to speak out my heart in your hands,

my painful shame guilt stricken in my dreams gone.

No hope left to breathe in, no life left to understand,

sitting alone in the darkness you painted in my eyes.

Wandering aimlessly without purpose calling,

cigarette burning the eyes my flesh is trying to forget.

Johnny Newell