Balmy August Evening by Natascha Maciejewski

I tried to hold on to the last of your warmth,

My mind crumbling under the weight of your silence;
Every part of me tearing like fine tissue paper.
Terror drowning me, filling my nostrils like tar;
Like waves in a rip tide; pushing me under,
Dragging me out to a life I did not know.
Misery settling over me, like an impenetrable fog,
I lay on the bed beside you, tears soaking your nightdress,
Your body cooling in the balmy August evening,
Your bright burning light dimming before my eyes;
Heart stilled, breath halted, spark extinguished.

Heart stilled, breath halted, spark extinguished.

Your bright burning light dimming before my eyes,
Your body cooling in the balmy August evening,
I lay on the bed beside you, tears soaking your nightdress.
Misery settling over me, like an impenetrable fog,
Dragging me out to a life I did not know,
Like waves in a rip tide, pushing me under.
Terror drowning me, filling my nostrils like tar.
Every part of me tearing like fine tissue paper,
My mind crumbling under the weight of your silence.
I tried to hold on to the last of your warmth.