I am saddened without sadness-
For Between the bony grasp of suffrage
Speaks silence- Seductive numbness
Rescuing you from undone deeds.
I am lonely without loneliness-
For bitter tears, and sinking angst,
Seeps False color unto my fingertips,
Making it simple to sign in smoke
I am angered in the absence of anger-
For the flare which burns both friend and foe,
Often warms your will so brightly
Before resting in ashes.
In the Absence of loss, I have lost my comfort-
The scarf of sorrow which shrouds me from
Duty, is dissapted, and now I am forced
To walk amongst myself...
Lazarus Knix
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scarf-of-sorrow/
