A slow, seeping pain enters my body,
But I know too well that it was already there;
Dormant, sleeping, then like a whisper,
It shatters the silence, but its secret is only shared with me.
Nausea builds up inside and I desperately want to let it out.
I hold it in, but was that for me to decide?
A memory flashes in my mind more real than anything seen by my eyes.
Taking hold of the present by reviving the past.
It is the awakening from a dream that I never fell asleep to.

Rising up, a wispy bliss
embraces a lover's memory
of your unending spoken kiss
that bestows on me such misery

Beaten is the path
Beneath the wandering feet
Of those all lost in way
Who find themselves at peace

Her doleful eyes pierced his silhouette
The mind, pushing back his tears
left his heart unguarded
As lies escaped his breath
so did their security