Bereave My Ipseity

the silence slowly drips
as I am aware
of each passing pain
worlds crashing all around
the tears fell just as fast
as I closed my eyes and
bowed my head

knowing the past
is forgotten and gone
I can't help but change
becoming myself once again
in this truth, I set myself a part

this prison made of self-destruction
eating away at my preservation
everything is just an abyss
of discarded memories

twenty-three days have passed
since I last witnessed your suffering
when you're no longer around
creating that space
of complete emptiness
that once held
your memory placement

still, in this black wind
hiding beneath myself
burying myself deep within
these holes I create
digging deeper into this
incomplete poetic jargon

like a trance,
dazed and drunk
on catastrophe
releasing life as it becomes death
deliberately seeping into me
consuming my serenity
creating a lucid experience
to where there is no return