I hear you calling from within these walls,
but I've spent forever

pawing,

clawing at the plaster to free you.
My hands overflow with expanding silence.
I cannot speak.

I lay with you night after night
separated by this wall of flesh that mimics my every breath
as you sing me to sleep with your haunting, your taunting melody.

Your
  slowing
    pulse
is the most maddening rhythm.
Your
   fading
     voice,
the saddest cadence.

I want to share your secrets with the world.
Send your voice on the wind.
Hammer your heartbeat into the ground.

Heard.

Felt.

I will carve out my name
With one of the finer points of life.