Burn

A Poem by butterfly

all that is in the past i burn to ash
there is a truth
i miss you
but you are someone I dont know
our kisses and caresses
left me hollow
but he is full
sleeping soundly for a new tomorrow
while I am still the eternal fool
but no more
for i closed the door
my agoraphobia sets in like never before
there is no one to trust
there is no human man to love
he has taken all of me to fill his empty cup
even in the after math i still would gladly give it up
why wasn’t I loved in return
how to go on anew
when all i feel is this eternal burn.