Lamentation Video (MV)

Words fail to form on my lips
Despite concepts traversing synapses
To tongue: I've prided my intelligence
The ability to speak and freely think
But it's insufferable to assume it
Immunizes grief. But don't mistake silence
For lack of voice; even prisoners envision
A better world. With scribbled sketches
On my walls, of every hue of heart, take my screams
Wordless laments, and groans from spirit
Concerning a sadness unsolved and unresolved

But if verbalized: despite sagacity
I once had youth and healed from any wound
But now everything hurts, especially parts
Abstract and unseen. Wit doesn't change how
I had a love who died and never resurrected
A relationship rejected by Death
Meanwhile I soldiered on with mortal wounds and heartbreak unsaid

I thought I could forget, the deceased replaced
With another donning an eternal bridal gown
An allusion to a font maternal Where is she now
She isn't dead, perhaps sleeping; are we left
With only la petite mort
My opinion - it's her ennui, thus am I forgotten
Or was I ever remembered