She is alone, drowning in her heavy darkness.
She chokes on the blackness of the void
And feels it sharper than the blade spilling blood on her skin
His hands are ice around her neck
Her eyes cry out for help
She is alone, drowning in her heavy darkness.

Never did she feel this way before
This vulnerability struck fear in her
A heart shredded by this monster
This man she couldn’t escape
He watches her like prey
She is alone, drowning in her heavy darkness

She is sick but they won’t see
Hiding behind a smile
She feels him watch her every move
She is consumed by pain
And yet, she loves him
She is alone, drowning in her heavy darkness

I might be out of words when it comes to you, welcome me into the world of nothingness.

By pre-birthright, perfect

release into this perceptual

douse.

Get well flower fires

in hissy showers

of welcome.

Long hauling short, open

eyes underwater.

Here comes the world,

unlike any other.

Charcoal sylvan settings drawn with quills of silver-
and blue as crickets play hypnotic , bucolic evening tunes
The call of nightfall dove beside the very miracle of everlasting love* ...