Darkness

I can feel darkness creep up
Grazing the stimulated skin of my shoulder blade
As I watch her down the last drop while the sun still shone bright on the horizon
But when I turn to face the demons that gave me these scares
There is nothing but absence,
I want to cry out in the agony she dots upon me
But I’ve always been so strong,
What a waste is would me to let myself break now.