Empty Page

A dusty empty page
                        you will always find
                        For I am no longer allowed
                        to share what is on my mind

                        You cannot faithfully read
                        what lies deeply in my heart
                        and by leaving me behind
                        you have a brand new start

                        Pictures pulled down
                        from the walls they once adorned
                        They are nothing but targets
                        for a red hatred scorned

                        I feel the quiet chill
                        when I open the door
                        knowing that you haven't
                        been here before

                        There is no way to know
                        no trusting place to hide
                        A dangerous risk in itself
                        to try to secretly confide

                        Convinced my heart to believe
                        that perhaps, I am still missed
                        Still I've turned to ashes
                        just as she wished

                        Writing until my hands bled
                        created only for you
                        Knowing all was never read
                        whispering from hidden views

                        Blind is your perception
                        lost are my thoughts to your heart
                        Your arms a cold reception
                        to a home unvisited and dark

                        I go to places and you are aware
                        of what I am longing to know
                        but you shut the door before I can speak
                        and remind me that it's time to go

                        and...

                        Your ink has run dry
                        this I know and see
                        Have you nothing to say
                        do you feel anything for me

                        Passion turned to lies
                        promise to my tears
                        A beautiful, comforting, loving place
                        now filled with endless fears

                        Once here a blissful dream
                        for my soul to drink
                        Now a burned and blackened hole
                        where my hope continues to sink

                        My world though shattered by this
                        as yours is where it remains
                        and I have too many questions for you...

                        to write on this empty page