Tonight a heart bleeds while another grows cold.

He is in store for a long darkness.
She licks her wounds and laughs.

He is unshaven, tired, and groggy.
She comforts herself with another.

He braces himself for the insanity.
She can’t help the way she behaves.

His cold eyes reflect old memories.
Her mirror’s reflection wants to cry.

He is broken in body and soul.
She hardens.

Darkness takes them.

He walks past his ghosts.
He sees himself as a child.
His heart warms.

She is plunged into her demons.
They consume her.
She screams.

Darkness takes them.

She tosses and turns.
He does not.

Her dreams torment.
Her life too.

His dreams comfort.
His life not.

In the darkness she stumbles.
He is content.

She awakes tired and stressed.
He still sleeps.

She looks for him in another.
He is not there.

He looks for her in the darkness.
She is not there.

She laments in lightness.
He surrenders to the darkness.

They walk the hard road.

She cries for want.
He cries for need.

She wastes.
He rests.

Her heart is dying.
His heart is repairing.

She stares into the mirror.
He stares into the abyss.

Her eyes are red and tired.
His eyes are not open.

She writes in lipstick.
He waits in silence.

The demons are consuming.
The ghosts are guiding.

She grows tired and frail.
He becomes restless.

She falls asleep.
He awakens.

The sorrow looms.
Tapestry of toxicity.

He gets up.
She falls.

It is early in the day.
Her night is young.

The birds are chirping.
The demons bite.

He relishes in the sun.
She gasps for breath.

He grows warm and happy.
She is scared and lonely.

He gets on.
She stays.

The pain spares him.
It punishes her.

He is whole.
She is empty.

Time heals love’s qualms.

She sustains her mortality.
He tastes immortality.

She hemorrhages.
He heals.

Tonight a heart bleeds joy while another freezes over.