into the void

memories of unspoken words,
that's what you give me.

I never thought it could have hurt so much,

to see you run away.

Everything I say tastes of failure and you know how much

I would like to talk to you,

to make the dark look crimson again.

I am not so young anymore,

maybe that's why I cannot understand;

my storm is of another kind, it can't build anything, only destroy,

while your impetuous sea is made to bring you to new shores.

I thought my nothing was made to fill me,

while I slowly began fading in a black hole of disbelief.

Vomiting self pity is not an option I know.

What I am is all I've got left.

I still hold the rope with one hand

I feel tired though

I feel like letting go.

You were my only reason to hold on and

when I have to miss you it's difficult to endure.

let me ask you one more word.

A confession.

A denial.

A curse.

Whatever you'll say could save my life

or straighten my fall

into the void