Untitled (freestyle)

it was quick as a blink of an eye
a promise of forever turned to the death of you and I
presenting a party trick as my parting gift
I managed to focus myself, though my mind was adrift
listened to caring individuals
prescribe the creation of rituals
gathering materials for the use
of sweetening any bitter residuals
in the pursuit of a distraction or two
I would be able to visualize life without you
I’d have to gather my loose pieces
take the time to seize this
momentary weakness
to begin the sequence
of composing a new picture of completeness
wholly formed
the whole me
uncompromising and strong