The door closes like a
hammer blow. It seals me in,
like a tomb, air and life
drawn out with grim finality.
The room is too quiet. The silence
roars like thunder. It echoes
to my core, reverberates with the sound
of my own heartbeat. It shakes me.
This place is full of you, your presence
is everywhere, and so
is your absence. My emptiness
overflows. It stifles me.
I search for some distraction,
but it’s too late. I’m caught
in your gravity, the gaping
black hole that my hope can’t escape.