…against reality

Our love was unconditional
as the sun and the air
before it faded away to whispers
and then there was only silence
and forgotten promises
each day another fight against reality
as you left the light left too
and now I am drifting away
into the dying night
like a dying leaf, on a dying breeze

I linger here with my memories
and I wait in hope and despair
I still hear your voice, deep within
no flight, just fight
I seek the light, you have left me
and night after empty night
I find myself wandering
down endless familiar pathways
walking in my dreams with you
surrounded by the quiet murmurs
of sad weeping winds

now standing alone on the precipice
shadowed trees beckon to me
drifting slowly in peaceful space
in this quiet place of lost souls
I fight to remember the hollow call
of promises broken
and unrequited devotion
in the irreversible nature of time
I must be patient with my pain
my colours, may no longer be fading
but my heart, is empty in your wake
© Ann Bagnall