The Reality Of Now






The sweet aroma of roses fade into a distant memory

Blackened pedals drift silently to the hardwood floor

Only to be swept away by a soft summer breeze

The light tickle of ivory once beckoned her embrace

Now as it echoes off these empty walls, it haunts me



Finding little consolation in my beliefs, I drown in her

Caring not to hear only a faint whisper on the wind

I long for my ears to bleed from her screaming my name

As my fingers glide across this cold faded photograph

I writhe in agony to feel her velvet skin beneath my touch



As night falls the endless silence becomes deafening

Alone with my memories of her, I pray for endless sleep

Wishing I could still smell her perfume on this empty satin

I clutch her pillow and silently whisper her name

Hoping to fade into darkness, never to rise again