Jekylle’s
Sounds
Sounds collide with my own,
Resting in my room, heart thundering.
I look ahead to a new horizon –
Her eyes fluttering on the brink of a
seizure.
I remembered to whisper words in her ear
To comfort, to remind, to condemn.
And then she held me there, her love,
Her arms and her embrace like iron clamping
My lungs but steadying my pulse.
Jekylle's needles sticking in, holding the
skeleton
In place, she clamped my body together
again.
She repaired the damage done, she claimed
All the things undone and more –
Back-stabbing, reclaiming, driving thoughts
deeper.
Singing a song never heard before, in my
mind
She dismantled the pain I contained.
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