It's that slow crippling feeling that creeps up your arms, digs it's way into your chest and takes a chokehold on your heart
You look down at your feet, at the carpet, as your lungs struggle to breathe, almost as if all your airways are being frozen solid
I watch you carefully
I don't know what to do
I reach out my hand, offering it to you, but the further I extend it, the more it begins to look like a claw with sharp nails protruding
You want so desperately for me to be another monster
It's easier if you picture me that way when you shut me out
I kick at your door, I knock and I bang
But you're not coming out
You look so beautiful in that poofy red dress at this dull lifeless
party
Dance with me?
Of course, Monsiuer
You smile and it's like the stars have decided to fall from the heavens and down into the Earth; your magic shines like Excalibur, your heart buried in stone
I see you in a cage
The bars are metallic and oily and the keys are rusted, stained with blood and dirt and grime
You cry so hard, the ring of keys in your hands but you know better than to take the way out
You clutch your chest as the world takes turns throwing a punch at you, bruised, bloody, broken
You're so numb
But you feel it all
