The Dark

The loneliest words go through my head,
As I lie here all alone in the dark,
Grieving over a broken promise,
I should have known you'd only break my heart.

I hear only the hushed whisper of my breathing,
In the increasing solemnity of my silence,
It's as peaceful as a graveyard here,
And every bit as frightening.

Do you remember everything that I said to you,
How I'd stay with you until the end?
Somehow I don't think that you do,
Because I can remember you telling me the same.

I can remember a time, or was that just a dream?
When the long summer months meant something,
Now they're as cold as the arctic snows,
And I don't know if this cold will ever end.

I keep my memories in jars of time,
And watch the sands fall as the memories fade,
But they fall so slowly as the memories haunt me,
To live with your memory must be my fate.

All I really need is a little time to myself,
To calm the angry voices inside my head,
To burn your image from my mind,
To render my memories of you, dead.

But all that is easier said than done,
It's not so easy to relay my fears,
When my bed is stained where my heart bleed,
And my pillow is soaked with my tears.

What did he say that made you leave me?
Does he remind you of me in any way?
Can he satisfy you like I did,
By baring your cross as you played away?

All that is left for me, is to wish you well,
And hope you have a prosperous life together,
With time, I'm sure you'll get over the guilt,
Then you can look at yourself in the mirror.

So leave me alone to dwell in my darkness,
At peace with my ghosts from the past,
And let me indulge in my fear of the future,
With the loss of a love that once was.