Lying dormant within a room of perpetual bliss,
beeps echo off of walls between shadows and voices,
murmurs long lost in the backdrop of a place that no longer exists for him.
Cords attached to a human that soon becomes the machine.
not knowing his own sins,
except for the one memory that is a constant battle trapped inside his head.
Her laughter caught between his breaths,
a kiss so tauntingly sweet,
arms that try to keep swirling emotions at bay,
watching as they begin to fade,
a vanishing image,
only to be replayed over again.
Intense was the feeling coursing through veins every time their eyes would meet,
Just like that night when they both were caught in a collision,
a kill instantly,
someone had been drinking,
he was reduced to nothing more than a vegetative state,
through their separations,
there is a place between death, and dreams...
That is where they still manage to fight for their love.