Achromatize

You’re becoming distant
Faster than I can –
I’m lost in how to handle you
And reverse your descent.

I’m becoming distant
Watching you push them all away –
I feel you pulling against them
To control your selfless lament.

Arguing with the voices
That propel you through –
Erasing the faces
That resist your feud.
The depth of the matter
Drawls me inward
While your life, in shambles,
Drowns me in the thoughts of you.

I vowed to be your protection
And rallied in your acceptance;
Unknowing of the battle ahead
Or the harshness of your rejection.

Do you know what I have done,
Where I’ve been?
Do you know why I have bled
My noble friend?

I hope that you’ll never have to feel
The intrusions that have hallmarked my life.
I pray that you’ll never need the will
To stave off the hauntings of the night.

©2003 Joe Jenkins