You left. No good byes. No gentle kiss before my heart you did break. Deception whispered as tears fell. I clung to the dream of you and me. I fought off the nightmares of the game. I listened to the echos of your feet. I heard that invisiable door shut. Still I clung to the faith. Moments drifted into hours as I waited loyal with my bleeding heart tainting the floor with it it's crimson flow. Hours turned to days.. Days into weeks. Tears traveled and pooled. A small river of pain that shimmered so beautiful. I called your name in a whisper in desperate need. Yet no reply came back. Flowers began to wither, the sun began to grow dark. The stars refuse to shine. I felt the tear. I felt it slip away. On it's search for the fading rainbow that ran away. My soul now gone I sit and watch with haunted hues. Tears linger to cheeks new or old? I've forgotten. Time slithers and the pain claims more. Nothing echos within the cold stone walls that bind me. No words reach mine ears of rescue and salvation. Empty I sit. Fingers uncurl as the remaining hope spills slowly to scatter on the blood stained floor. Alone even within a crowded room I sit. Haunted and empty void of all but the pain of no return. My ears no longer strain to hear faint footsteps. My eyes no longer search the doorways. I stare out into the forever storm of my life. Watch it without a ounce of judgement or care. Empty. Alone. I sit. Heart held in one hand as the red silken blood drips to taint the floor. Other hand that holds the spilling hope once so surely clutched. Tears wet upon tears. New or old? I don't know been so many crystal drops spent. Darkness closes. Whispers corrupt. Walls begin to rise. Belief lost. Dedicated To Storm. CBHawk