Pieces on the Floor

Out beneath the cold, dark window.

Glowing eyes, immortal bonding,

Looking in what others don't see,

My soul, my breath, slipping away from me.

Surviving, yet gone.

Flesh shrivel up and die.

Gone and forgotten,

No care in the glowing eyes.

The immortal bond is broken,

As she lays in pieces on the floor.

Looking in, as everyone sees,

She could have taken anymore.