There's A Poem In That

There's a poem in that
Something I always say
To others whose lives
Are more interesting than my own.

Now it seems
I am saying the same thing
To myself.

Where in the masks
Are the poems of my life?
Between what two layers
Lie the unspoken truth?

It cries out for me
A sun's first light
Burning a hole through
The clouds into my heart

The truth lies in that
I wish so much for
you.
To still love me tenderly
To still hold me tightly
To still be there for me.

But in this moment
You are absent
Your body is a hollow cavern
Void of the feeling
I wish so much to be there.
You and I are both here
In this moment
All I need is for you to tell me
You don't love me
I needs those words
Like the water that runs deep
Restoring my life
to its previous condition.
I need them
Like I need you.
Till then, I shall keep
Fighting for you.