I look up at the midnight sky.
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(it's as empty as it ever was)
No answers lay within the growing black.
Feet lull over a darkened path,
with an angry scratch.
My heart was dismantled bit by bit
(I wonder if you know if it's by your hand)
I look to the trees.
(they whisper to me of better times)
I hear stories of the times we shared.
(runing through imaginary treetops)
They resonate like a wrecking ball in my mind.
I reach my hands up to my ears,
grasp my skull.
The tears fall from me like
They are desperate to escape,
my screaming mind.
I fall upon the grass.
It touches me like you did once.
I feel your caress in the soft blades,
roll over on the ground.
I want to see the sky again.
I want to think somewhere you see it too.
So in someway, it's me and you tonight.
I can't take this.
"God grant me distraction."