Destitution

Overmuch absence that floods into my heart.Poor heart, even then it cannot beat.

Endless solitude that tears into my soul.My tears turning into bloodAnd I am not ready.

Enough!
I cannot.

That fire destroyed my feet, my ears, my eyes, my heart.
My wisdom is fallen in a hollow darkness.
My feelings aren’t more mines.
And my heart is all ears to your calling…

Absent.