Silence means death

I stay up turning, yearning, burning!
concerned that something is not right.
I close my lids but my eyes can't keep still.
mental images play as a horror film is created in my mind.
I open my eyes hours after setting out to sleep.
I stare at my ceiling and suddenly imagine the lights blinking.
I'm troubled, I'm losing it, I've lost myself.
now thoughts ring out like a disturbed bee hive.
chaos has reigned havoc on my emotions.
I have gone ill, I have gone numb.
with no sense of what is love.
I careless about my 5 senses.
no feeling my skin erodes from the chisel I rub against it.
my speech goes deaf as I can't think of anything but her name.
my eyes are blind because opened or closed I see her still.
my taste has died for my heart has stopped caring about pleasures.
my nose gone still as all I smell if her perfume.
I have give up, broken down, torn apart by her rejection.
I am a sad, angry stranger in my own skin.
longing for the filling of love and devotion of presence.