Tether

I am a wet woman,
floating in dark waters,
my dreams hollow, soulless—
their weight drags me under.
Eyes wide open, I drift
through the blackened hours of the night.

Where is the light,
the one that blinds my heart,
but never warms it?
Where are the stolen words,
the ones I pulled from your lips,
only to forget their taste?

You watch me from behind the clouds,
your gaze pressing through the fog,
and yet, a veil—
thin as breath, heavy as stone—
hangs between us.

There is a threat hidden here,
woven in the silence,
binding us together in ways
I no longer understand.