she

she

upon dreary and lonely eve
she comes as a swan calls
broken, she wears her dress
and silently she falls.
she keeps the all in
indulging in every fear
she knows only anger
emptiness lives here.
she robs a memory
just to replace hers
give in to the loss
euphoria, your mind blurs.
it shall all clear soon
don’t struggle in her grip
she has you now
away you slip.
no longer may you feel
you surrendered to her pull
now you are empty
she leaves you, for she is full.