She's the fabric
of my universe...

I walked in the woods today,
through the bronze and golden leaves...

Lonliness is bearing down
dark, hollow and relentless...

There will be no one
There when I die...

There's something
in the finality of it...

Each time she said
"I Love You...

I want to scream,
So loud...

I wonder if she knew. . .
That it felt like being tortured...

I felt the cold of insignificance,
where eyes used to meet...

Heavy hearts
are truthful ones...

She sighed in prose
And wept in silence...

I thought I knew Hell,
Although I really...