dogged

[ScurryFunger]

I'm a novice at critique, so appologies if I was doing it wrong.

I'd welcome your comments, I'm braced and feeling fine.

Your fading light is fainter
than it ever was before,
your filigreed wall is denser now
than when you gave me more.
I'm not sure how it happened,
but you slowly slipped away,
to out of reach and out of touch
of the games we used to play.

I never expected anything
but I had a ray of hope,
that curled around emotions
like a pale pink silken rope.
My intellect tried to tell me
that I was lurching into daft,
but starlight reflected in your eyes
and at your cruel words, I laughed.

I thought my love of angst
would carry on, for never-ending time,
a chequered quilt of constant warmth
that made me feel sublime.
But it's fraying at the edges
with patches of threadbare,
I'll carry on regardless though
till I'm left with nothing there.