Velvet Star
2005-03-03 at 5:07 p.m.

Silence is like a vacuum
sucking my dreams dry
darling, don't stop
don't blow out the flame...
for darkness is too hard to bear
when you have no one to hold
but the pillow in your bed
and the cold within your eyes

breathing in slow motion
while watching the flower
wilt and then freefall to its death
it reminds me of our past
and the many nights my blood
ran over your gloating fists

unsaturated lies spilling
from your salted mouth
I cry out, as the wee ones dream
but the wind in the empty room
silences me.

the memories press down on me
and I stumble blindly, trying to pass them
hurting, hurting, always hurting...
they'res no escape.