Racing heart;
Suffocation;
Such clear sight
Even as darkness
Is starting to fall
Again.

The deafening sound
Of nothing
Echoes
Into the depths of
A fake eternity.

Crimson wings and
Blood red dreams
Left by the deep
And painful kisses
From my sharp
Silver release.

As you turned away
Ireached out
And tried to take what I could
So that when you left
I’d be left
With more than nothing.