[…] 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.


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

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