missing.

something is missing
the summer evening was too obvious
and the sky was bathed in blood
we must unlearn the way the world will end
we know what conscience does to love
when you see her face in mine
where there was once joy
now breaking to despair
where are you, love?

in this cold dark room
we have never been less alone and yet
from your mouth came nightmares
you unraveled me with inconsistencies
with thoughtlessness and silence
and still I stay

still I stay.
I believed you.

my dreams come and
leave me bloody and bruised
i will never wake next to you again
in this life or the next
and we will be undone
by God’s hand
by the emptiness that lies between us
already dying
before we could begin.