The night holds its breath, waiting,
A quiet so deep it could drown you.
I am the weight in the air, unseen,
Watching, as the world forgets.
You sit with her, the night still as glass.
The wine tastes of ashes and regret.
I watch from the shadows, beyond your reach,
A memory you've tried to forget.
I am the chill when the fire dies,
A presence you can't name but can't deny.
She doesn't feel the cold, but you do.
I never left. I'm just quieter now.
Your lips form words where I once spoke,
A story rewritten, my chapter erased.
You don't say my name, not anymore,
But the silence screams of what you've done.
I am the flicker at the edge of sight,
The wind that moves though no leaves sway.
She won't see me, but you always will.
I never left. I've just become the night.
When the quiet grows heavier than guilt,
You'll feel me, like ice in your veins.
In her arms, you'll close your eyes tight,
But my shadow will haunt your night.
I am the weight on your chest at dawn,
The breath you lose without knowing why.
She sleeps soundly, unaware of me,
But you, you will never escape.
I am the shadow you can't escape,
The fear you thought you'd left behind.
You'll whisper her name, but it's mine you'll hear,
I am the ending that never unwinds.
When the light fades from your eyes,
Will you see me, or feel nothing at all?
No peace, no rest, but the weight lingers on.
Forever, you'll stay in the silence we made.