Torment of My Loss

The birth of night exuded from my womb
My distance from the truth increased to fast
The darkness fell and could not be removed
Away from light we shift as moments pass

To fall in brittle blackness for all time
Unable to escape or rise above
The slain chance of her becoming mine
To push away my only chance at love

And suffer empty moments earned by her
Undone! My strength my will is lost this night
The cause unknown; the reason but a blur
I fought; I won; the darkness left my sight

Yet still somehow she left; she went away
The torment of my loss shall e’er remain

J. Abram Barneck.
Copyright © 2003 by Rhyous, Inc.  All rights reserved.
Revised: 13 Nov 2003 15:01:22 -0700.

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