At All
After bottles of wine and tears that refuse to run;
I can finally accept the fact that I am all alone.
I never knew how hard my tears could fall.
I never knew at all.
I do not know how to fall out of love.
I never knew how to stop the tears once they fall.
I never wanted any of this pain;
I never wanted any of this, not at all.
Now when I try to sleep, all I can see is the world that lost you and me.
You said you would give me, and I was to receive; the world, the ocean, as far as the eye could see.
Now I see nothing.
Nothing at all.
Nothing in front or behind me.
Nothing at all.
The tears just stopped.
What does that mean?
Am I okay now?
I take comfort in the fact that I will not drown.
Are oceans in front of me?
I cannot yet see.
Darkness and silence are consuming me.
I lost the light and I cannot breathe.
At all.
My cheeks are dry.
The tears forgot how to cry.
I forgot love.
I feel nothing.
Nothing at all.
I would have loved you until death.
Now I cannot live my life.
I cannot live at all.
But tomorrow is a new day.
The sun will shine a new ray.
I have no other choice than choosing to be okay.
My tears will no longer fall as I blink open a new day.
You will be but nothing one of these days,
Nothing... At all.
© Jamie Clay