I watched you die
last night
a million times
each death
more gruesome
than the last
each time
a little piece
of me
went with you
awakened
after every end
cold
gasping
reaching
haunted
by dreams
of losing something
that isn’t mine
I watched you die
last night
a million times
each death
more gruesome
than the last
each time
a little piece
of me
went with you
awakened
after every end
cold
gasping
reaching
haunted
by dreams
of losing something
that isn’t mine