Loss

The doors were closing
Darkness was engulfing her
The ground was treacherous
She tottered at the brink

Her silent screams shattered the empty house
The tread of his footsteps she heard
Running, she opened the door
His absence greeted her

The spiders were busy
Weaving cobwebs in her mind
Too long had she neglected to dust them off
The web of fantasy was too strong

A dual existence she lived
Lost in the maze of the past
Aware of only her destination
She followed him on his journey

The nights were the worst
She woke up drenched in sweat
His caresses were too passionate
For her to patiently bear

A constant tide of people
Washed over her
Like the rock she was
She did not respond

It caused a lot of consternation
Amid friends and foes alike
The whispers became statements
Isolation was imperative

They packed her off to the asylum
She needed the solitude, they reasoned
She went along docilely
He was always with her

They roamed about together
Through the corridors she created
Harmless to everybody
She died of electric shocks