I hear it again, her wails
That strikes my chest,
From within.
She holds my heart,
Her fingers squeezing
To push out the anguish.
She is reaching out to whom?
So desperately…and furiously!
It is just me, the night, and the moon here.
Twisting and turning
I'm tangled in the sheets
Like caught by a snake.
It's cold, so cold…
But within, it’s colder
Like a mortuary.
I’m the one She is choking
Yet, we both can’t breathe.
She is fighting my mind
That neglected our heart
And failed to feel.
Am I the master or slave to her enemy…
I don’t know anymore.
How did it come to this,
The change was ever so discreet.
I can’t feel the pulse
That She can,
Yet I feel the pain all the same.
Maybe, it is not too late.
My head hurts.
It is tearing me apart,
Yet She is intact.
Though the heart is ours
I guess the mind is just mine.
Too loud and painful -
My heart beats in rhythm
To her woeful cries.
My body sweats in the cold,
my eyes join in too.
My breath is hitching
I’m losing focus.
I see all black-
But it's not the night.
I fade into oblivion
While She still cries.
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