Gaping holes now fill our conversation <br />A black and chilling breeze where witticisms used to play <br />I plod around your room <br />And return your vacant smile. <br />Does it not fascinate you how my mindset differs? <br />It's really stuffy in here... <br />And your charming decorations leave me cold. <br />A lack of mood music and utter melancholy. <br />The veneer has been violently stripped <br />And every bead of potential harnessed. <br />So we can hold each other now, and behold our empire. <br />The windows to our souls have been washed <br />Not a smear of instinct remains <br />My inner self stands naked and shaved <br />His face pressed against the glass <br />Staring at yours <br /> <br />I light up and head for home <br />Leaving you feeling fuzzy and warm <br />Alone now on the bed <br />Clutching a cuddly toy close to your body.<br /><br />Gareth Edwards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/withered-darling/
