"You're killing yourself."
He said.
"Only to find happiness..."
"Do I not make you happy enough?"
The ring fell from
Her starved skin
So pallid in its longing
It chimed upon the
Bedroom floor
The scene of love and laughter
Her heart, containing
The ring givers'
Trust so beautiful
Was broken and twisted
Contorted and missing
The simplicity of years ago.
"I'm fine, you just don't understand."
She said.
"I just want you to get better."
"It's not that simple. I'm addicted."
The tear fell from
His honest skin
Surrounding forgiving eyes
They shone, reflecting
The faultline growing
In a hopeless lover's core
His soul containing
The helping hand
For the girl fading away
Was grasping at straws
And clawing the walls
To try to save this love.
"I'm afraid you'll die in your sleep."
He said.
"But you watch me, I'm fine."
"Every breath, I'm afraid is your last."
Their embrace fell from
The heavens observing
This too common, too tragic scene
It echoed within the
Intertwined beings
Who soon both fell to weeping
The one felt guilty
For such pain caused
To hurt the one she loved
The other felt guilty
To sit by idly
And watch her self-destruct.
"I'm killing myself."
She said.
"Only to find happiness?"
"I don't make you happy enough."
Author notes
based on a true story, just happened the other day
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