Some light enters through the cracks,
    to sustain me,
    to hurt me,
    to remind me of a time when
        happiness was not a memory.

I try to escape, somehow, some way.
My fists bloody and bruised,
The walls laugh at my cries for freedom.

Anger flows up and comsumes me.
The false love of the past,
Lies, blasphemy, deception, trickery.
She said she loved me with all her heart.
The world crashes down on me.
Injured and dying I reach for her....
Her fading footsteps are my answer.
A lonely heart cracks under pressure.

Too much,
    Too fast,
        TOO SOON!

I can't take it,
    Get away!
        Please stop the pain!!!

She feels cold and heavy,
    but pleasently reassuring.
A comrade found among the bleakness.
I give her all my love, and she returns it in kind:
    a moment frozen in time,
    crimson sun, thundering rumble,
        and the tortured soul finds his freedom.

- Rom