Some walk through life an impenetrable fortress.

I love no more
yet you still 
refuse to 
let go.
 

The skeleton hands
of love lost holds a cold
grip around my aching heart.

You are a dark impenetrable shell,
jagged, sharp edges surround your mind.

I remain stealthy 
as I tiptoe mine fields,
the ambush is set with 
such skill.

I am skilfully herded
straight into trip wire,
Confused I stumble as
you move in for the kill.

The thrill of the hunt as your
eyes glitter in triumph.

I fall endlessly with 
silent scream 
reverberating
my soul.

These chains of guilt,
forged in the depths,
hold me
down.