#48 THE EMPTINESS
#48 THE EMPTINESS
(Americana)
Now lacking the calm of your touch,
And your smiling pauses on the phone.
My fear leaving when I could see you,
Only memories of our warm home.
I see the dark that shows with a blink,
Sense of something just askew.
Beneath, behind everything,
Vast cold silence, crouching out of view.
Chill wind at the keyhole peeking through,
A frigid, unexpected morning dew.
The bridge collapsed, walls stripped bare,
Bone forest of unanswered prayers.
The pause 'tween heartbeats, with chill caress,
The void, the blank, the emptiness.
The emptiness. The emptiness.
You joked "If I die, I will haunt you."
I joked "Bring it! I've dealt with worse!"
But then you did, and then you didn't,
Your absence froze that promise to a curse.
And now the empty crowds in,
Bold and pleased by your going.
Love, joy, and light all drying up,
Cold empty overflowing.
Don't fight what you're now knowing,
Silent void still large and growing.
The fields are frozen, candle's out.
Stillness laughs and silence shouts.
Each moment marks my progress,
Where I'm bound for -- the emptiness.
The emptiness.
See it now shroud the eyes of others
Feel it tugging on my covers.
Shameful secret I can whisper at night:
Worked to hide the empty from my sight
My crushed heart did the full showing:
Empty was always there and now growing
I walk slowly, cry softly in the rain,
The empty muzzles, stills my pain.
No grace to thank, no sins to confess,
Where I live now, the emptiness.
The emptiness.
If you ever return, my tardy ghost,
I fear the castle doors could be closed.
But they might open on my request.
See, I'm now king of the emptiness.
The emptiness.