Il n’y a pas de soleil

 
 
 
Love is over,
it seems the pain will never end.
The empty void around me,
draws me ever in.
No ray of sunshine,
no stars at night,
nothing left of brilliant light.
Just blackness all around,
reflects the soul deep down.
 
I can no longer touch you,
or hold you near.
No longer feel you face so dear.
I look for reasons why it has to be.
And find only one to blame,
and that be me.
 
A simple thing,
a choice of mind.
In the wasteland that I left behind,
I find no solace, no sweet gains.
The reality is loss and pain.
 
When I with you and you with me,
held each other’s hands in ecstasy,
the world was painted brilliant hues
we soared above the lives’ we knew.
The horizon seem so wide and vast,
we knew our love would always last.
Why in god’s name did it pass?
 
<span style="color:#000080″>Of that world of beauty
Nothing left,
am I but blind.
Am I bereft?
In soul and mind.