Slipping Away
Her eyes bright
from unshed tears,
she is squeezing my hand
as her lip quivers
the grip tightens,
I'm feeling love in that grip
and I hold it dear.
Words go unsaid
night after night
and I'm pondering
how to take
the pain,
the grief
and her suffering away.
Days turn to months,
then years.
Its agony now,
she is escaping the pain.
Her eyes dull,
her bottle close
it seems a comfort is there.
Its sad to see her like that,
grasping the bottle
like she used to hold my hand.
I'm still holding her at night
even though she is talking
in a drunken slumber to no one.
Its over,
but we don't know it,
we're holding on and on,
maybe its the love felt
and the passions spent
from days gone by.
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