Threads of You

I grab your nothingness from beneath my skin,
Tear apart the sorrow where you’ve perpetually been.
Each night-filled day, I resolve to forget you,
Yet love still lingers, soft and slow.

You entwine through my veins like a vine,
A subtle statement, a tormenting ache.
I open, I shatter, I restart,
And every blinding thread still leads to you.

The light from the sun dims, my arms are bound,
Your traces is nowhere to be found within me.
But in the depths of my mind, where fantasies ignite,
You weave yourself in me each night.

No matter the lengths I go to escape,
Your name remain stitched into my sun.
And so I wake every morning with empty hands,
To lose you all over again.

Donfik 04/03/2025