When you feel you are better off alone

She sits in the toilet
Marks on the floor
Dirtiness fell from ceiling
She breathes, deeply

Outside, the darkness,
Shadows of trees,
Wuthering motions
The wind

She stands, and quietly
Moves to the living room
The lamp shade
Bringing light to her nocturnal
Life

Awaiting, his embrace
Heard intensely,
The other room

Breathe, breathe

He gets up
And with his black wings
Wraps her fragile body
Senseless

And carrying her away,
Between stones and knives,
Pulling her without cautious,
She strives against his will,
Despair

The short distance
The course,
A route signed with
The silent yells of
Her unvocal sufferings

“Come here (touch me)Kiss me (touch me)Now ”

Flashbacks,
The Train
Carrying corpses
Away From Earth

The water
Slowly, swingy falling
Over their burning faces
She couldn’t help then
And couldn’t be helped now
She wasn’t there
But she is here now

Breathe, Breathe and once more....

Split of seconds,
Brown odours of
Unpleasant situations
And incurable fear

He turns, and
Gives her the last push
Her eyes entering,
The final lap
Into the exciting world of
A Black hole