A Watcher

A watcher.

On a deserted beach I wait.

Abandoned;

Lonely in my own company.

With fears to plague me,

Akin to those of a lost child.

Dreaming.

A dark stain shadows my mind.

Hurt.

Familiar hands close about my throat.

I struggle, full of fight to live,

Then awake, alone again.

I withdraw.

My shell is my protection.

Separated,

Torn from you I bleed.

You are so far away,

And nothing has changed but me.

A watcher,

Reliving an old love in her heart.

Waiting.

Insecure and terrified to lose.

Though I am safe from the usual scars,

Because you wait for me too.

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