she stands and stares at the trees that are ever so slightly blowing
her thoughts are focused on one simple thing
the warm air is slipping past her sold chapped lips
she must concentrate just to breath
the dark night is consuming everything she has ever tried to be
as she stands there waiting she let one thought come into her mind
"will i ever see another sunrise?"
her mind begins to wonder like a small child
the voice she now hears in her ear is one that has saved her time and time again
the same voice is the one that can bring her to her knees at any given moment
right now the only thing he wants is to save her from herself
but all she wants is for every pain she has ever felt to disappear like the rabbit in a magic act
she has had time to think things over
she is past the 'what could have been' and the mistakes that have consumed her life
she is finally at peace with herself and everything she has ever tried to accomplish
and yet there he is so perfectly imperfect
he stands next to her like he has so many times before
except this time has the risk of being the last
he holds her up as she attempts to take a drag of her cigarette and stumbles like an unbalanced toddler
if only she were able to speak
she would be able to tell him anything
she would ask for him to hold her so she could feel the warmth of someone she loves
even if he just pretends to love her back
but the drugs have now started to race through her body like a sprinters at the sound of a gun
winding through every vein in her body
they start to paralyze every function she has ever had
she is comfortably numb while he looks at her with those eyes that are so familiar
and now the only thing he could do is wait
while she is so helpless... he is terrified of what could be next
