Beyond The Dying Wall

What’s happened to you, my dear?

You seem wounded, whom did you defend?

Time’s up, but, you don’t seem to fear.

There’re cracks and aches, which I think I can mend.

 

I could convince your nightmares to vanish,

And guard your garden from the disease.

I could fill your empty spirit with cherish,

And paralyse the scars that might increase.

 

But, then, I found it, it was dark and strange,

There’re echoes of screams, a war,

Between two people who disagree to change,

“A heart, A head”, but no wins so far.

 

A whisper had broken into my ear,

“leave, there’s nothing else you could provide!”

I ran and ran, looking for my dear,

 But, there was finally a winner: A suicide!