Can*  you  hear  it?
My chest keeps echoing your glorious name
like a mantra chanted to summon the dead
I't's deafening
My neighbors are frightened

Can  you  see  it?
My knuckles bleed as I punch the wall between us
debris scattered beneath your feet
You don't care
I collapsed frantically

Can  you  feel  it?
Our hands no longer find each other's grip
I am now trapped in an abandoned universe
We're fading
And I want to know why

Why?
I ask you bravely while you are asleep
But the truth is,
I cower
I don't want to hear the answer
Until then
Let this be an unfinished  *sentence