Debris Poem by Seth Kaileen

How can you possess so much power over me,
How can my loss, my hopelessness, how can my say,
Be destroyed simply by what you make me see?

How does this stuff happen, how can this be?
How is it possible for this to be nothing but cliche,
I can't help but fumble, cause a big struggle, and plea.

I guess I still can't understand, how are you my key?
This power you have, this power over me, how does it stay?
I look at you and wonder? How did you make my essence flee?

We don't talk. I can't even look at you, there is nothing left to see.
I've realized that its finally over. It has struck me; caused me to decay.
Nothing can be done, you cannot save me, I've crumbled into debris.

Perhaps it's not your fault? Perhaps it's mine? It is finally free.
I've taken the toll in this struggle, I can't even call foul play.
For it's nothing to do with you, but everything to do with me.