untitled

the fine line
between
has been crossed

he blunders
about
red eyed
delirious

she trudges
wearily
slowly fading
ending

together they were happy
once
but that was
long
long ago

now they are
lost
drowning in
depression

like walking on eggshells
like sinking into darkness

they are tainted
beyond repair
stained

all that awaits
breakage
the finalty
inevitable

there is no
chance
there is no
possibility
only decay

darkness
decends
the deepest
abyss

the eggshells
waiting
waiting to
C-R-A-C-K