This is the time before all turns screaming, blinding, white I am too tired to judge you A wolf met with an open door This isn't what we wanted But this is where we areEnervated and vicious Inflamed and condemned Scratching at sores Filling with sicknessI saw my years without you as ruined hollow shellsNow they are treasures Languishing in tepid pools Of stolen time Shimmering and deadly Your posturing looks like kneeling What's the point of civility?It's not in my muscle memory Like flinching or retreating We let things crawl between us And feed on our hidden wounds While I festered While I sat and wept You were sleepingNot everyone reacts You didn't feel it Turning away I suffered You didn't stir Bleeding out silently Bracing for the final dropThere is only so much I can take There is only so much left to say Maybe nothing is a waste Or it all is
