A loss for words

 

I can hear you whisper against the darkness
to this place where depravity, and longing
Collide into oblivion

I burn with need
My mind on fire
dripping with desire
Wandering aimlessly in desperation
I reach for you
haunted by

words that linger from your lips in hesitation
The silence consumes me
I fall through dreamscapes
Moments stacked top the edge of time
As it passes by..

Hours shift to days
I lost myself there
Somewhere in my
Fantasies
Clinging to the veil of lies
I hide behind..

Where I like to tell myself I don't want you
to slip through the shadows, and consume me.
I want you to rip me apart
then piece me back together
like no one else can..

But my tongue has been cut out
leaving me at a loss for words
I'm enslaved by the things
You don't say that I need
to hear the most..

And, I don't know how to tell you
That I'm waiting to hear you whisper
Again...

In hope to find a voice of my own.