Taken Away.

Held by the last echos of his voice,
I am alone here. Imprisoned by choice.

A new aching wound throbs in my chest,
and my eyes are cracked without rest.

I'm burnt out and alone
A joke. A drone.
I'm selfish, done hoping.
Ruined. Moping.

I try to hold myself together. I can't let it shatter.
But the rest of the world ceases to matter...

I'm tearing at my legs, my chest, my hair.
I'm barely even human. It's not fair!

My head spinning fast, my knees weak on the floor,
I realize

I
won't
hear
his
voice
anymore.