As Comfortable as Possible


Closure eludes my clasp
Love wilts, somehow lasts
The destination beyond my grasp

The dream decays day by day
Your light, which never fades
Simply stopped shining my way

Castrating chains of second chair
Faithful, I wither for you there
Sucking stale stagnant air

Barely beating beneath my breast
My heart, now a hospice
Gently lays it all to rest

Lightly felt faintly heard
Pumping, pain-numbing words
It's over.it's over.it's over

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