I miss my addiction to you
the heart writhing pain
the word choked throat
an empty cloak below
that changed long ago
squirm, blood and flesh
of what could have been
you and me and me and you
still exist in the figment of
my contorted imagination
Muses walked out on me
for what I did to you
Now here I am -
a fading ember
in the company of choppy waters
illuminating your
dying foot prints!
the heart writhing pain
the word choked throat
an empty cloak below
that changed long ago
squirm, blood and flesh
of what could have been
you and me and me and you
still exist in the figment of
my contorted imagination
Muses walked out on me
for what I did to you
Now here I am -
a fading ember
in the company of choppy waters
illuminating your
dying foot prints!