We plunge deeper, darker, falling
Down into the abyss We bring
The choking insanity closer to ourselves
Screaming, drowning, crying,
But we pick ourselves up, tearing
through our own divisions, into the light.
My love, surfacing above it all;
A single bubble floating to the surface of a once churning
River that now sits still

Bruises, cuts and open wounds, the blood
Runs back up my sleeves, my tears
Engulfed back into their ducts.
Her tears wiped away by my sympathy, my
Love; but I f***ed it up.
We stumble, and fall, grounded
And we lay in the atrocious silence, attempting
To fill it with our heavy sobs.

They are back. But not there;
They speak to me and only
Me;
They are mine. My curse
I scream and thrash tearing up the
Reality around me
F***
They drift closer, ghostly, dead, cut
She holds me tighter and they
Hiss
I shake
She hushes me,
Attempts to fill the silence
To suppress my own ruins.