And with him...

When, one beautiful dream ends, 
 A crack of a nightmare begins, 
Slowly the moisture eats away at a land, 
and the one I love becomes a shadow,
barely holding this dream together,
the only object I see,
still whole,
is your heart,
and the rest of you lets go,
I watch a man,
... disappear,
and slowly with him,
his soul...

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That almost sounds like watching someone you love battle a drug addiction... right or wrong a great poem.

[Holly Mason]

like the comparisons thanks for the write