[…] 5 Years Together

The pain it takes
The blood it drains
All you’re left with is a pale face
And a game no one dares to play.

No special circumstances given
No begging heard
No holiday
No rest
No pain that resembles the rest

In the kingdom of Morpheus I lie bare
Torn out,
Fraction of time stolen,
Never returned, never replaced.

Back into Morpheus’ arms, I hope
For the best.
That hope fills every cell of my fighting body.
A warm flush of blood.
A weapon.

Forgotten.

In the myriad of lightning strikes,
It fails.

Torn again,
I approach you one more time,
I stand on the cracked ice and wait
For the darkness to surround me.

Once again.

Without my permission.
Forced on me.
Given with your most honoured blessing.

You embrace me
Instead.

A victim of your cruelty finally surrenders.
You win.
Yet again.
Remember
I will strike back.
Yet again.

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