I’ve never experienced the dark absence so close to my soul,
How does it feel to lose flesh of flesh and blood of blood?
I never noticed your absence much until you became less whole,
And the ultimate selfish act brought the flood.

Piercing the dark with the irises of the oceans,
You both: such beautiful souls.
I do not condemn you for thoughts and motions.
I too have paid expensive tolls.

But I’ve been watching from afar for some time,
I’m not so close.
I’ve been a drummer without rhythm or rhyme.
I’m sorry for my retrieval by something so morose.

12/02/2007

Author's Note: *I wrote this after someone who i was once close to lost their brother to accidental death. incidently, we began dating not so long afterwards. The hardest relationship i've ever been through to date.*

Posted on 12/03/2007
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