A rhythm is heard
A stilettoed heel...

Nothingness and Sorrow
Trapped between...

Her eyes surceed of sorrow
She looked away too soon...

Eyes deadly serious
Critique your every move...

Forgotten pictures
Old and worn...

We faded together
Away through the years...

Vaguely specific
Are the words of our own...

Did you ever forget
That you are who you are...

Do you see her?
She's right there...

I’m halfway
From being whole...

Flowers of death
not wilted they thrive...

I am trapped-but happy
Pleased without a doubt...