Dis/connected
Is this grief,
Is this loss,
Is this all in my head?
This hollow
Loneliness
Drifting to despair.
En una noche oscura
Con ansias en amores inflamada,
Finding nothing
But my face.
Distortion shifts perspective,
Making all things
Strange and
Strained.
Words, words, words,
Flung into the night,
Saying nothing
But meaning
I love you.
The darkness replies
Only
In silence,
Solitude
Without an ending.
Somehow, somewhere,
I remain.