Avoidance and silence tied the bound

Leaving the sound of pain & hope refrained in opaque glassy panes

Memories of true love, Attempting to re-fill a broken cup

Like a ghosted phantoms breadcrum

Than some kind of love,

what kind of love is this, to avoid as if nothing ever existed before? What once was, has now been disposed of, Burning Any trace of evidence,

Erasing reverence, for a cherished kindness, of the friendship endured, leaving feelings unheard, and the hurt reinjured, when Compassion turned, into something obscured, that redefined love as an obsolete word

What kind of world is built on apathetic guilt, Is this what has killed all grace? with the truth thats too hard to face?

Or is this what you need? if youd only help me see, I am yearning to be freed

From ego death infinity, infernal purgatory, and my Karma recycling, like a never ending song, that wont resolve, wont resolve,