The need to keep my breathing floored
As chess piece sweeps entire board…
Your inability to acquiesce;
Mistaken apathy for finesse.
I'm forced to swallow this alone-
Heart is aching by stick and stone.
This is the price for unfeeling boulders:
Suppressed pain resurfaced, square between shoulders.
Asleep all this time, aware and still numb…
Ran into a frozen wall; to time- we all succumb.
Words sound sweet in melody, misplaced as they may seem…
Until another steals the harmony; the life, the love, the dream.
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