In the depths of the night
when I'm the only one awake
you loiter in the maze of my mind
elusively peeking out from behind foggy memories
you're half solid, half gas
I clutch at damp air
you're there but not there, like
voices underwater
sometimes I think
would it all have been easier if
there'd been an absolute tragedy?
A real final fullstop
because I could add a tail
make that fullstop a comma
a pause in the long sentence
that is our lives
Or I could add yet another
and another
make it three dots
"to be continued"
what would you want?
but now it's time for what
I want
Isn't it?