Salvation

This dark corner

Of my large house

Lit only by a faint bulb

With moths fluttering around it

Is home to my heart

Heavy with emotions

My eyes

Brimming with tears

And my mind

Burning with the need to express

But I cannot comprehend 

What this heaviness is

And I cannot fathom

What these emotions are 

I cannot unravel

This need to express

And as I lay wide awake,

Deprived of the ability to sleep,

My mind races back 

To the last time you lay here beside me 

But I know for sure

That you are not

What this aching soul needs to express

And I won't let you be

The reason for this aching soul

Because you are neither my life

Nor the centre of my universe 

You are not what

Other poets claim their lovers to be

I am a free soul

I won't let you be 

Everything I need

I won't let you be

Anything more than

Just a fragment of my life

I shall not float so shallow

I shall dive deep

And find more to my life

Than just you.

And somewhere unknowingly, I created another piece about you. I am dreading that you might as well be the reason for my salvation.