Stupor

They fell from hells

Into something much deeper,

And he couldn’t believe

The way she was laughing;

Like she would in her sleep

Living in artificially induced dream worlds

Where nothing could be touched

And everything was perfect.

 

The banging of heavy metal

Crashed all around him

And threw him into frenzy.

The waves blurred his vision

Until her unsettling expression

Was only etched into his brain,

Like an epitaph on her headstone,

Sitting over hollow ground.