PERSONA

Like a fragmented dream you fade

Into tenebrosity,

With a sound no one but we heard.

Did you exist?

I hide this question from even myself.

You were unbendable reality to me

You mattered ; we were of significance

Yet now, like separated atoms,

the further we distance ourselves

the more we lose sense of each other.

A clear image now losing its color,

An ancient record now losing its sound,

Into the cold and empty expanse,

Never again to be found.