I am hopelessly yours, a silent companion, your ghost, If  

You were aware of my spectral presence, you and I  

Would never be able to look each other in the eye, so Open 

And accessible to me, I have carried your weight, felt your every breath My  

Body had provided you comfort on the loneliest of nights, my voiceless Mouth  

Cannot console you, but Now  

At your darkest, I  

Ache, wishing I Could  

Tell you, and that person-shaped void beside you, it is impossible to Drown  

Your sorrows In  

That amber bottle, so tightly clutched in your hand, the voices in your head cry out, I feel The  

Tremors in your body, tears fall upon me, warm and salty like summer Rain