For my sadness there is no limit
I am invisible to the wicked
And doomed to love him every minute
But why I cherish him I’m afflicted
My every breath feels like a wake
Mere passages of doom
Where every hour I feel the ache
Of his love that is my tomb
Every step more heavy than the last
And his desire a chain tied to my breath
But what it takes I dare to ask
For my eyes only see that he brings death
Killing me with silence
And killing between the lines
Punishment for non-compliance
A graveyard for these rhymes
© Delia Ross. 2020
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