The known stranger

Another night of being wasted
Another day of life tasted
Those eyes are the sedatives
I miss them like I miss myself
They shine like diamonds

But I can't afford them

The tragedy of losing
All so ever imposing

Having lived so many lives with her

I shall conclude she is without me better

That voice has touched my soul

Made me complete, made me whole
She loves me, but she can't say

But the love is not lost any day

And now all I believe I am

A manifestation of  emptiness

A stranger between all of them

The etheric nuances of me she still knows
She will be quiet and my head bows!