I Saw Her Break...

I saw her break...
In the light of dying day
from desperate hope
dashed to a slow burn of despair
how will she cope?

I saw her break...
as the lights dimmed
her eyes red rimmed
from her compulsive rubbing
dry rivulets she forced not to swell

I saw her break...
as I itemised, stacked
made real her isolation
as I swallowed the bile
salting my own March to damnation

I saw her break...
as the room became the cell
cold and austere, her haven a hell
and for a moment I felt it
I acknowledged my fractures...

I saw her break...
and I lost my indignation
lost all reason for upset
I...lost, and yet never knew
that there was reason for "winning"

I saw break...
as the minutes ticked by
a lonely little girl who never dreamed
she could feel so alone...
and I broke with her
...as did the seemingly shatterproof universe that ensconced us...