I see him floating before me
An apparition of what once was.
A man I loved, no longer here with me
But still conscious of my presence.
It is not he who has invaded my world,
But I who invaded his.
Seeking redemption desperately,
I find him stuck in a timeless loop,
An endless circle of repeating
The same thing he always did
Rubbing his forefinger and his thumb
Against each other as he recounts
The memory of my voice
Screaming over and over at him.
He says nothing but stares past me
At the spirit within me
of who I once was
Before I realized my flaw.
He can no longer see beyond
My failure to love him.
He needs me to know
It was I who killed the man
who once lived within this shell
That hovers before me.
He knows that I am here,
But shows me this instead,
Because he knows
that what he suffered,
Is what I will relive
over and over,
The moment I perish too.
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