Ode to Nicholas Hassler

Bleak is the day
Sending me into memories
I’d rather not visit

My soul fills with dejection at the
Echo of your goodbye
You’re gone, but I can’t let find the courage
To let go

And as your van drives away,
I sit and sift through left over
Feelings
And words left unsaid.

Will our limbs tangle again?
Or more accurately,
Will they ever separate?

A love so melancholy
As it is flawed

Your voice cracks on the phone line,
Empty in a gray way
Because the walls you stand behind
Come crashing down
Like my sanity
As I pull the nails out
One
After
Another

Our song emits from the speakers,
Injecting an infinite sadness within me
Like the Ritalin we shared.

Remember the time
When a simple hug
Fooled our peers?
It blinded many
From our inconvenient truth
Where have the years gone?

A silent hum washes over the line,
You cannot find your words.
So you send me a picture
Too bad it was blank.

I’m tired of breathing
It’s all going wrong
Like when we surrendered to despair
Did you stop caring?

I counted the hours
Nine, it’s exact.
You’re too far away from my heart.

God’s laugh in my face
When I ask them to bring me back home

In your arms