Translucid Graffiti

Caressing my wounds,
negotiating emotions,
missing you a little more,
and crying a little less,
'cause you see tears cease to fall,
as the pain augments,
and the insides hurt,
loneliness is all there is to appreciate,
and talk to.
Gaping emptiness,
notwithstanding,
one wonders,
if life could be a lollipop,
sugary sweet and nice,
simple.
And as my smoke
takes its twirls,
and loses itself in the fog,
I can't help but fall,
into the abyss of grief,
where little children
seek my company,
as imaginary as joy.
I let you go,
as you grew from a loving boy,
to a strange man,
stranger than unknown,
I let you go, my darling,
not realising,
that pain is all that will be.
And as I fall,
with counterfeiting tears,
and worthless living,
I finally see where I stand.