I am deaf to the agony
that once was your voice

You call to me silently
pathetic, gurgling, struggling

I can still feel it
like that sharp blade
which slices through my thigh

It catches, rips away until
all my defenses are shredded
into tiny fragments of dust

I tape my ears so that
I may walk away with a
little spot of hope that once
was lost, and still is

No longer will I see your
smile as something to hold
on to, my eyes are now empty
caverns of nothingness

No longer glowing of happiness
this body starts to rust
slowly bleeding away your thoughts
of mortality

I lay on the bed and smile with
unbruised lips as the gray settles
gently and the silence begins