Desolation: I look out upon a world Coloured black and grey, Alone. I feel pain The hurt burns Eating away at me A knife twisting in my guts. Despair: I long for death To join you....in... Freedom: From this agony. Closing my eyes I see you lying there Cold and blue and lifeless. Our last kiss, On your lips.... No feeling No Life Nothing...only death
I can't help but think of Romeo and Juliet here, as much as I despise the play (and I'm a Shakespeare buff)...I like your poem much better...so ominous, almost gothic in its portrayal of romance snuffed out...great work John :)