My mind filled with words which you express, your pain.
Until all the words inside my mouth, on my brain has left, empty.
They fall upon ears which did not know or did not care.
And you, so blinded in your pain, refuse to see me by your side.
You desperately declare yourself to be utterly alone, as though my existence did not register, did not matter to you.
The warmth of my security which I had left to be beside you in the barren cold.
Gone.
There was no use for flowery words, for poetry.
Imagery, love, emotion, meaningless.
I try to convince you of your goodness, of the goodness still in humanity.
These things, too, fall short.
I find myself chasing shadows, looking, desperately for you.
But the truth becomes so clear.
And the only one left standing there, alone, is me.