Around, all around, these dark feelings gather.
My Fear grows as the Cutting of your words fall against my Chest.
Indelible Scar, and darkly my Vital emotions drips to the cold,
The uncaring dew morn grass.
In a haze of shock, I call Your name.
while my confusion takes me.
Memories wilting as a final petal drops.
Now alone, my soul falls upon uncaring Eyes.
An Insomnia grips, and shakes, tighten
This is love.
V. M. Vindheim ©2011