Recluse

I lost my self control as jealousy weaved its ugly course. You often attempted to console me, even though we were divorced. Our hearts have detached, the circulation of our love has reached its toll. Wrinkles have replaced the smile that loneliness conquered and stole. I thought that we were immortal, that nothing could come in between. I foolishly refused to acknowledge all the hostility that was unseen. You captured me in your hands, I did not want to let go. Now that we have separated, I cannot help but feel so alone. Death's hand caresses my neck, massages the knots inside my back. It seduces me with its promises of paradise and release from this cold and bitter world. Instead I turn the other cheek, and hide in my oyster like a delicate pearl. I seek shelter from the truth, would much rather live a lie. My selfish demand for your love was greater than your meagre supply. I will watch you from the Heavens, guide your way when you are lost. No longer damaged or destroyed, I paid the cost to get my point across. I found my way of my own accord, much to your discord, I am not weak as my strength has been restored. Although I may argue that I don't need you at all, you were the only one that would catch me before I was about to fall. I could only see good reflected in your eyes, I opted to believe that it was all just a disguise. I chose isolation for myself, being heartbroken was my excuse. Consequently, I have become the sleeping shadow of a recluse.