Glazed eyes, hazy vision;
Blind to the writhing struggles,
Muffled voices, empty promises;
Deaf to the pleading screams,
Clouded mind, racing thoughts;
Uncertainty, my only constant...
Seductive whispers drowned by guttural howls,
The ghost of your touch still haunts me...
Somewhere between black blue and red,
The night lapped up my innocence and fed off your soul...
~H
