Encased

It is done finally at last

It has passed

Denied future

No longer present

It is past

But it lingers

As a whisper on the winds

Inch by inch

Sweeping, whistling, whittling away

At a memory that pinches, cinches my heart

Even as it fades.

My heart, beating, bleeding, fragile heart has been encased

Imprisoned by your game

It shelters in the remnants of what it left

Hiding just in case,

afraid