Without You

As writes, she rights... 

Each word that spills from the tip of her pen 

Fills a void; created by the tears that melt  

From her soul within. 

 

As they made love, she cried... 

Mourning the loss of herself in her love 

All at once; she knew she’d always return to him,  

Like a drug. 

 

As she believed in him, he lied... 

She thrust herself completely into the confines of trust 

Swept up in a whirlwind of passion and lust. 

 

When he fights, he bites... 

Bitter are his words; so harsh with contempt 

Yet still; she surrenders her heart to him  

With full consent. 
 

When she dies, his demise... 

Will be certain to remind him of a love lost and true 

You’ll die without me 

Like I died without you.