Life Lies Heavy Poem by Sine Nomine

Life lies heavily today,
heavy like dark clouds on a mountain of slate.
The weight grows as you slip away, nay, walk away to a speedier path.
Time moves slowly for me,
too fast a moment passes, too slow I am to catch it before it is gone.
Your patience left long before I could reach out to you,
Before I could break free of my bonds of fear and experience remembered in regret,
And all too soon that small piece of happiness I managed to carve has passed,
fallen by the weigh side of my trepidation and uncertainty.
You are gone.
And I am left alone with she.
She whom I despise.
She in her arrogance and conceit.
Her sharp demeanour and bleeding soul.
Her all consuming lonely longing for that passion never known.
So many unseen hurts, unknown betrayals, broken hearts taped closed.
She pretends strength but she is weak.
Maybe I was not meant for the roaring fire of passion.
Maybe destiny chose small fires for me.
Small flames that flicker and die with a misplaced breath, a forgotten word.
Precious for their brevity but they struggle to hold back the night.
And the night consumes me.
You are gone without knowing, without seeing.
Not seeing my tentative approach to love, to feel, to know.
I am she whom I despise.
Together we are but alone.
And life lies heavily today.