Her tears fall on my shirt,
Her hair tickles my skin.
I wonder what it's worth?
The reassurance she seems to find no comfort in?

I take her slowly under,
She gasps and struggles,
Her heart as loud as thunder.
I know her brain is muddled.

Her trembling heart is begging for change.
Her trembling hands stay,
Around my neck,
Her trembling lips are speechless.

I watch her face crumple up like paper,
Disintegrating at the touch of her tears,
On her cheeks they will leave a stain.
Her values are under strain.

We tremble at the decision to be made.