COMING BACK

Strolling down a desolate path leading to the abiss,
Silence and serenity passing with a swift hint of bliss.
Turmoil trechery and entrapment,
Encompassed by everlasting resentment.
Inviting you to join me and gather up my slack,
After all you always said that you were COMING BACK.

Engulfed in the fire of your eyes,
Fillied with the element of surprise.
Your lack of commitment I dare to despise,
Enamoured in the web of your lies.
Encouraging you to be with me and pick up all my slack,
After all you promised me that you were COMING BACK.

Often times failing to please you yet trying diligently with dismay,
Amazed by all you do yet and still I walk away.
The caring and the comfort feel dismal,
The pain and the suffering feels miserable.
Begging you to be with me and gather up the rest of my slack,
After all you insisted that you were COMING BACK.

Laying there stiff and lifeless a frozen empty look on your face,
That feeling was priceless and took me to an empty place.
A place no man would dare to go but yet and still Im there.
Reflecting on what use to be and things that I held dear,
Crying for you to save me and help me with my slack.
Finally coming to the realization that your never COMING BACK.

K@MEL@H