Hold

Entrenched in a backwards land,
You sought a shot over my hand.
Not ready to give up the fight,
Enlightenment without the light.

Manoeuvre your hips without designs,
Burning bonds where I built shrines.
I wander these futilities of being,
And you alone are all I am seeing.

Surrounding tents inhibit progression,
Their sounds of ecstasy spark depression.
Beyond flimsy doors a landfill lies,
As pill-poppers revel in their guise.
And you abandon this portable crack den;
I try to follow but lose you, then.

Friends wear faces not known before,
Bemoaning bags accidentally torn.
They piss in bottles to stay so sly,
And all the while I just lose my mind.

We watch hope wilt in a poor show,
That was when you decided to go.
Left alone and with nerves unsteady,
I turned to leave as the rain got heavy.

Surrounding tents inhibit progression,
Their sounds of ecstasy spark depression.
Beyond flimsy doors a landfill lies,
As pill-poppers revel in their guise.
And you abandon this portable crack den;
I try to follow but lose you, then.

And my torch fails in this drug-addled city,
And a voice whispers “Isn’t that a pity?”

So

I stand there forever, holding the same person.
I stand there forever, holding the same person.
I stand there forever, holding the same person.
I stand there forever, holding the same person.

Yet I never held you to begin with;
Our existence was a self-made myth.