I never thought my helplessness would grow
Into this panicked stranger in my mind.
I never thought the time would come when no
Amount of coaxing could tempt me to kind
Or gentle words of pity and remorse.
But come it did, and screams so very harsh
Came bursting from my lungs, till I was hoarse.
Their bitterness eroding healthy flesh.
And then you died. You simply ceased to be.
Those ugly words still hanging in the air,
And now that stranger has turned into me
And there is nothing left me to repair
Your broken heart or mine. We both are dead.
You in reality; I in my head.