Thump, thump, were the sounds that echoed in my ear on longing nights. On lonely days lived bones balanced to break by silent sadness.
Souls spin and time is stretched along a tired promise. In a tangled twist of faith the brutal truth now held her.
Screams scowl while hearts howl destined to their fate. Days drown with minutes stuck in motion.
Her spirit escaped this world and made it to the next. It traveled thru barren ribs and danced along her throat.
It made its way in sync with a heavy booming breath. Right before our eyes stood the reaper but today he let us pass.
For time was still in our favor but only for a lasting moment. There death graced her lips quicker than excepted.