In Sickness

And now that the dust has settled I can begin to pick up the fragments

Such devastation left in the wake of something so transient

How deeply I had longed for a moment of clarity

I'm not sure if the fog lifted or was just replaced by my apathy

I have lied so frequently I convinced even myself what was true

But to finally be honest, I think I preferred the solitude

For all that I've lost, it doesn't feel worth the gain

For all that I've lost, I left it all in vain

It's clear to me now that I feel your absence more than I ever felt your presence

What I knew as sunlight was merely phosphorescence

Regardless of the source, the memory still exists in shadow