switched on... switched off.

It's just a feeling.
Can't SEE my face,
Nor HEAR my tears.
Feelings from 14,000 miles;
Dampened to you;
Distant cries that
Echo so faintly that
They're drowned out by
The beat of your own heart,
The sound of your own thoughts.
So loud here!
So loud,
They shake the panes;
My windows on the world,
And as I look through,
The World fragments.
Broken into as many pieces
As the miles between us.
And drops me to the floor.
My world being sucked-into
A gigantic eddy of
Frustration.

...Around and around...

If I could throw a line and
Catch hold of something firm
To stem my descent,
I would be saved.
But the silence...

The silence is deafening.

The sound of a tear,
Rolls down the face,
Drops to the surface;

Deafening.

I'm switched on,
And the world becomes real again.
Like you lay your hands on me and,
In togetherness,
Tell me that the World
Is a peaceful place
And happiness is ours.
Our own safe place,
Where the melting world
Flows into
A gentle shore,
Where the tear
Meets the sea,
Where the waves
Lap and sooth.
A place to sit
A while and feel
Real once more.

I can be myself.

Then I'm switched off,
And I stare into
The silence.
I'm put away.
Powered-down.
Memory cleared.
My temporary there,
An infinite nowhere.
From touching your lips
To 14000 miles
In an instant.
The World screams back,
I'M HERE!
I'M HERE!
A glance,
The world flashes,
Like the brightest light,
Blinding.
It makes sense...
...For a moment
And then the silence...
The deafening silence
And you are gone.

I am switched-off.
Gone from your World
Once more.
Until the next time -
Whenever,
wherever.
And my echos cry out to you once more...
I'M HERE!
I'M HERE!
Echo so faintly,
That they're drowned out
By the beat of your own heart,
The sound of your own thoughts.

I drop to the floor.

You're gone.

I'm removed from your World.

Silence.