When darkness steals the day

And sends the sun away,

Your ghost remains astray

Within my mind.

You’ve peeled my skin away,

My bones—on full display.

Oh, how I beg and pray

For you to find

The missing piece of me,

The one you used to see—

She whom I’ll never be

Inside this grave.

And darling, I presume

I’ll never be exhumed.

I am forever doomed

To be your slave.

You’ve made a mess of me

And destined me to be

Destroyed internally

Till you return.

My heart cries out your name,

A haunting, lone refrain.

The ash of us remains,

where love once burned.

Within this darkened tomb,

The ghost of you still looms.

But love, I do assume,

Is history.

And though the sun doth rise,

Forever, I’ll reside

Upon the darkest side

Of misery.

The earth above me sighs,

Yet still, I close my eyes—

To hear your hollow lies

Still buried deep.

The memories never cease.

For death is not release.

Closed eyes do not bring peace—

I do not sleep.