See me for what I see you
Let me go, now
That the sky has lightened
With relief after the storm.

Hold yourself while I take
That first step out your door
And leave the stories you
wove dying on the floor.

No I won’t ask for relief.
The fading light will help me
Bear the toll on my shoulders
The ache in my sinews.

My eyes will never
Look back to touch your face again
Nor my hands reach out to give
You their world.

I have no strength left for you
Only the numbness of a stranger
Disappearing in the gloam
Swallowed by shadows.

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