Why are you afraid?
Your eyes hold the answers to questions
most wouldn't dare to ask.

And just like that,
Life was sad again.

for how long will you hold your breath?
while you hold mine,
I'll gently wait.

Drama is always on our tails;
Thank God I never learned to look behind me.

Whilst you were living I was tired,
Too forgiving and uptight.

I miss her smile
her chirpy awkward laugh
the hairs on her arms
her kinda yellowed wrinkled palms.

As you **** yourself dry between the thighs of her loveless corpse,
Manoeuvring amongst half empty yoghurt pots
and
tomato sauce-encrusted knives and forks
strewn across your soggy floor,
You ****** with a feeling not quite as real as this before.
As it gazes at your soul,
You slowly graze upon the cold,
Restless,
breathless,
***** *****
And laugh at her naive adoration
For the plastic soul she thinks is yours.