Cold as Stone

A/N: This poem is not one you should agonize over when you read it. I find you get the full effect if you read it quickly. If you read it slowly, it doesn't really make sense, kind of a word jumble. But maybe that's just me.

You left me

Hopeless

In the dark

Confused

Where are

You?

Amputated

Severed from

Your life, each

Day you

Don't reply

It's one more

Knife stabbed

Through my heart

I don't know

What I've

Done to even

Deserve such

A treatment

And I'm stuck

Between a rock

And hard place

Please reply,

You're all I have

The hope I

Clung to

In the black

And now you've

Pried your

Fingers from

My grasp

To leave me

Stumbling blindly

Through my

Confusion

Groping at the

Fraying threads

Of my real'ty

Falling, spinning

Crashing, burning

In the void of

My emotions

Hope gleams

Far above my

Head, I cannot

Reach it for

Your rejection

Drags me down

Like a weight

Under the water

Drowning me in

Pain and sorrow

Falling deeper

Depression

Spirals, takes

My last breath

I sit by the

Phone, an empty

Shell, hoping

That you'll call

Me, yet still

Knowing that

You won't for

You've removed

Me, just

Erased me

I'm now an

Undrawn picture

The cold blankness

Of the canvas

Matches the look

In my eyes

Which were once

Bright with my

Emotions are

Now black

And cold as

Stone.