Within Me, Without You

It begins with a heavy sigh,

A wind louder than any hurricane,

As if I can see the hope exit your body through a weighted breath.

“Look,” you tell me,

But my sight begins to dim

As I hear the floodgates flow

When I peer into your watering eyes.

I think back to past conversations,

Belligerent words hitting me heavily,

Like a low-decibel drum,

Bass berating my ears,

The vigorous vibrations felt throughout my entire body,

But especially my chest.

Then I blink,

My eyes, desert dry,

I can’t process the punishment,

Cause my ears are enthralled by the whooshing of wind as you wave,

And your screams sound like screeching.

The rain of your wrath turns to ringing,

The distorting, the deafening death of our love,

But I can’t seem to focus on finding a fix,

When the silence is broken by a break in your breath,

As you choke, and you chuckle, and choke once again.

But my sins, not absolved, for I can’t make amends.

Loud, high-pitched cries and sobs call out, seeking a friend,

But the ringing was loud…

I ask. “Say that again?”