November 11, 2013

The abyss

If only you mattered to me more
If only tomorrow had the certainty
Of tomorrow only...
Why these repeated visions of an abyss
and my smallness?
Each sentence known or uttered
Never did justice
To what if feels like to see a freight train
Passing at midnight
Like makeshift houses
Each love was just a name
For the vacuum in my heart
An insatiable ambition
That always leaves me behind.

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