Twisting my frail form in something malfunctioning,

Recognising the glass in the window but not the face,

Seeing all my mistakes for what they truly are,

Evolving into the next movement,

Revolving on the merry-go-round formed from lies believed,

Dying slowly as the sickness inside eats away,

Synchronising the hands of time with that of my worthless watch,

Shuffling through the deck that has been dealt,

Suffocating for air,

Saturating my everything,

Erasing all that time had put in place,

A smile,

Your face,

Tears wiped away,

Fears locked away,

Eyes empty,

Had I know your were never here,

I never would’ve waited for you to go!