#2

INCUBUS

you whispered words that used to make me feel,

but oddly enough now it means nothing to me.

the walls kept moving,

the space is getting smaller,

unable to breathe; I stood still,

all I could was do nothing at all.

I covered my ears and screamed in fear,

cowardly watched everything break and disappear.

you were holding my hand,

you kept talking to me dearly.

you were holding my hand,

not because you love holding it.

but to put on the chains,

and that's the end for me.

the 'us' of the present is suffocating,

smothered by the false love you gave me;

and I hate myself for being so helpless

unable to turn you down, still hoping you'll change.

ー侘寂。