When morning came I was swept away with it.
Tiny fingers of sunlight dragged me kicking and screaming
I wanted the night.
But the windows stood open and the drapes were pulled back
I was left exposed…
reaching for covers I assumed would be there.
My last lines of defense, fallen.
All I wanted was silence
I who feared being truly alone
longed for the quiet stillness
longed for the comfort of darkness
longed for nothingness but most importantly
Far too suddenly my reality had changed –
and my love along with it.
There were few I trusted within these walls
but now they too are gone,
slipping away while I slept.
Electricity replaced the razors in my veins
while torment reigned in the wake of betrayal…
I made a single request
yet the sun found it’s way in,
yet it dared to wake me:
reminding me that I dwell among the living
though I am little more than dead.