Crumble

The words crumble in my fingers
As I try to write them down,
Feeling like I'm screaming out
Without making a sound,
I try to write the words
But I can't think of what to say,
Indescribable feelings of grief and pain,

Confusion about everything I know,
This illusion,
Putting on a show,
But I'm losing
When I try to play this game,
I've been bruising
From everything you say,

I remember this word that was once called love,

No direction for affection,
Just natural as if you are one,
Hand to hand,
Face to face,
Bliss by no other word,

This feeling is daunting,
As it's haunting,
Just to feel this way

As I try to put the words to a page
They seem to slip away,
As I ponder on this word
That was once called love