Perspektiv

The constant being within

At solitary night it ascends
Convulsing my heart
Violates my mind
Twisting my thoughts

The yearning for affiliation increase
Transition to obsession
Your absence is a disease
Spawning the feeling of being a meaningless void
Beyond remediation
Depleting my control

Haunting my dreams
Luring me into the illusion of comfort
Believing that we still are one and that no one leaves
Surrounded by the subliminal conscious wave
I’m distant to the actual reality
In which we’re apart and nothing is left to save

Your stature,
Proportions,
Motoric scheme,
And phenotypic details are preserved within my memory lane
Your touch,
Bodily warmth,
Voice,
And scent still lingers, intertwined with my skin

I’m waiting for alleviation
And I’m yet to advance
But still I’m chained to the past
Holding the lucid remnants of you...