Vigilante ET AL.

Darkest Night Of Our Souls

One more

Sad but unavoidable

Dark night of the soul

With one hand on the heart

The other on the throat.



The reality show watching and

Witnessing the disintegration

Of what held so much promise

But captured in the rapture

For freely granting her soul

Only to feel

So lonely

In between tears.


Her undying love

And steadfast faith

Should have been enough

To eradicate those fears

Those suspicions

Of an emotional unavailable man

Were a blatant lie

Dripping with envy

Instead of open heart

Pouring forth unlimited affection

The dream inevitably bleak

For that ship

Sank long before

You met me

My failure to bring

You joy so deserving

My regrettable legacy.



I'm the ghost vanishing

Slowly into the ether

Neither of us asking

Where I've gone

A forgone conclusion

Defiantly invisible.



No longer being asked

With affectionate sighs

To embrace you warmly

Too much of a bother

For both of us

As we emotionally clobber

Each other into oblivion

With assumptions

A bit more complex

Than a grain of salt

Becoming the relentless assault

Upon my senses.



Looking for sympathy

To mend fences

Despite the dying support

I'm not kidding anyone

It's another excuse for holding on

One more cop out

For checking out.



Once you felt safe

And so complete

But intimacy a feat

I've yet to achieve

While cheating you

Out of your peak years

And you fear

That your beauty has faded

But its I that aged quickly

And thoughtlessly tossed

My real chance

At love away

Don't worry

Your soulmate

Is waiting in the wings

To give you an emotional feast

I couldn't provide.



No more tears can be shed

Guinness book of records

For longest argument said

Not to be celebrated

No one to be vindicated

Only this bottomless shame

I feel within for

I was afforded the opportunity

That only really comes once

More if you're truly blessed

To be something special

A fate so magical

But I didn't take care

Of a lifetime opportunity

Letting it fall into disrepair.



Our conversation stilted

Everything close to the vest

Practicality without emotion

Strictly impersonal

Liking it this way

Don't have to dig within

Just to feel

For we don't want to hurt

From each other's emotional punches.



There's no talking of getting it back

Nostalgia best left in the past

With one recourse

Besides divorce

To bury the carcass

And pray we may be reborn

Alas, separately

Collectively asking for forgiveness

Acceptance instead of scorn.



P 3 4 23-1/24/24



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