The fire of pain

Soberly I confessed near  you some facts,
That you have became my heart's heart.

Out of intimacy I  shared some truths with you,
You left me alone in  the eternity of blue.

Now in this ceaseless sufferings  my soul fails to differentiate
Between less or excess burning mete out on it.

Pain has become a normal thing for me,
For me it has become a bearable customary.

After your torturous demeanor with my loving core.
I feel my body contains in it a soul no more.

This soulless body has only one last shelter,
This fire of pain will flicker out only with my funeral fire.