My fists are clenched
held to my chest
  unending fear
   proximately near
    to the space containing my breath

My knuckles white
my skin drawn tight
  the veins they pop
   composure stops
    the tears roll further in the night

A spot on the wall
to give it my all
  the hole is wide
   just like inside
    the rift in my chest filled with gall

The moment gone
the distance long
  time passes quick
   my eyes are tricked
    what I once thought truth is now wrong

You are the key
come set me free
  uncage my wings
   my heart may sing
    the song it sang when you met me

The lights are dark
without the spark
  of embers alive
   nor hearts to thrive
    no more dreams for us to embark.

My Fists Are Clenched.