Alone

Love, what a painful experience.
Scorn, my friend, my new other half.
Remembered from childhood,
Once more we are joyously united.

To see you is bliss,
To reach out, only for your recoil…
What am I to do? Remain Alone?
I hoped for a better answer.

Every touch, like a searing pain,
A good hurt, I require it more now a days.
But it has been withdrawn,
So I lie awake, basking in the torture.

So close I could caress your lips,
Yet so far away in mind.
I hardly recognize you,
But I still see all that I love.

I can never see less,
This is my burden.
Must I bear it forever?
I hope not, for it could break me.

I guess I could depart,
Like the fabled Sir Lancelot.
But we both know I would return,
Sadly I am drawn like a bear to honey.

So I shall attempt again to hate you,
To reduce the emotions to displeasure.
Even though I can’t hide my love.
I will love you still.

Until that day I will mourn,
Mourn our passing from love.
Reaching within to escape,
Drive myself to other lands.

Ah, to be alone, sweet solitude.
In the end I wish only to fade away,
In the end I wish to be away from you.
To be Alone.

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