Anonymise; me

A bridge of blood; built

On the surface -

Of my skin. While

lace lay intertwined

with the ghost

of my past.

Nonsense escaped that night;

as your voice became –

Too intimate. And my

oppressive body sank

into corners

of oblivion.

Years passed in mind; whilst

memories were distanced –

And denied. Listening

to hollow syllables 

screaming aloud

your name.

Misery now marks this face;

as I shoot for the moon –

And succeed. Missing

the loving embrace

of a black

raven’s wings.

Me; carefully tracing

the whispers of regret -

haunting his dreams. Living

but half a life – while

trying to remember

my own.