Curse Of You

"Your face awash with tears
"As mine is awash with blood,"
My mind screams out against your words
As my hand shakes on the phone.
    You demand all of my answers
    But I can only whimper
    Wishing to explain everything
    But the pain chokes me off.
After you hang up on me
I let the phone fall from frozen fingers
I care not where the phone lands
As I feel myself start to shake
    He grabs me, trying to still the shudders
    Calling my name out in vain
    I feel myself pulled to lay down
    As he whispers into my hair
"You will never forget..."
"I will never forget..." I whisper
Collapsing in grief, making no sense
I let him hold me, but don't feel his arms.