Eviscerating Solidity

Tussled speculations of many. I wonder - what could they be?
Scarring looks of plenty, the conclusion - it's obviously me.
Reasoning with probable cause and lack of present graces, the cause of unsettling silence and spiteful, dismal faces.
Massive gaps of distance, set in place by stone. A once communion eviscerating as division's presence is shown.
Words intentionally unspoken, the silence too maddening to bear- bondage slowly broken, leaving not even remnants to share.
Visible aches and empty hurt, proving difficult to hide.
Longing questions within my eyes, as I witness how "we died."
Now, too far gone for wishful thinking or pleading on bended knee. It was never really worth fighting for, as I now so plainly see.