time to go

time to go

A Poem by RuseInex

salt and sugar have no flavor without you
water does nothing for my thirst since you've been gone
it's only good to wash my face now and then
as i drag myself to the sink there
and break the mirror with my stare

life has but little meaning now
it ain't worth living without you
i even miss our fights now
i'd give in and let you win now
to hell with my pride

much of our time together was a beautiful ride
a lot of it was worldly pain

growing old together is not what it's cut out to be
nothing romantic about it in my view
the young will feel the struggle too
just as we did

what is the meaning of sharing if not with you?
the cliche is true, money can't buy you love 
i can't eat rubies or diamonds
in the end, what's there left to spend on?

my empty house is but a roof from the cold and wet now
it's not a home anymore
it's an empty cavern

when i shut down the radio and the t.v.
and the computer and the cell phone
i sat in the middle of this plaster and tile place
the dog barking outside barked at nothing
the quiet felt like nothing

then i shut down the lights
as i sat alone,
alone was no company,
the noise of the silence was - 
deafening .

- the noise of the silence hurt my ears
and especially my cold heart
i saw your face as i sat there
and i wanted to touch your cheek

i heard your voice as i sat there
and i wanted to hear it speak my name

i wanted you 
to ask me 
to ask you 
to come back

but you can't . .

i wanted to go back when i first met you
and fell in love with your smile
your emerald green eyes
cinnamon red lips
your skin 
the taste of you filled me up
your laugh
your youth,
You.

you're gone through no fault of your own
it's called passing, as some people call it
i call it death.

i miss you.

and there's little reason to eat or sleep
i've lost my appetite

time for me to go

© 2017 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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