She awoke.

Entwined duvet covers sleep atop the mattress- Just as she awoke. The first hours pass as the last hours passed- She wishes he had spoke. There are no available hands open to hold her tears- Instead she turns to the smoke. I've seen her laugh before and I have heard her smile- Now she hides underneath a hazy cloak. With a heave and a shove she gets the window to crack- To let in air before the heat gives her a stroke. The smoke rushes out, the cold rushes in and chills run down her spine- A wallet and a heart are broke. She slips away to sleep again to pass the time- But soon the nightmares replay and her memories invoke. Entwined duvet covers sleep atop the mattress- Just the same as last night- Just as she awoke.

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