The eye of the storm.
My only friend...

*this poem is an attempt at a follow-up to another...
Moonlight ripples on the surface...

Moonlight ripples on the surface
Of the mirrored water...

Look at you.
You've got it all...

I stand on the outside looking in,
Watching them all live their lives...

I wake at last from my slumber,
Lain dormant for so long...

My fallen angel.
Came down from heaven to watch over me...

Too trusting.
That's me all over...

My heart...
Is so very fragile...

You don't realise,
You don't know...

You used me.
You lied to me...

I've reached the bottom.
There's nowhere else to run...