At two decades, I am finished
I will write no more
These penned phrases will be my last
My words are dumb
and cannot do her justice
Since that state took the best of me
there has been no music
All of my carefully placed metaphors
have done nothing but confuse and bring down
I am through
Every attempt will fail
I cannot be compassionate with myself
It was only ever a childish attempt
at intellect and belonging
Much like this
My random words to illicit images
serve no point
Please forgive me these ambitious years
I’ve tried to write and express each thought
but my words fall short
Speechless
She has finally brought me awestruck
I can conjure no more language
just pure, abject emotion
So strip away my sorry talent
Place and burn it on an altar
for her
I will write no more
