BLACKOUT!

Fear cut a vein open,

Blood split everywhere.

Pulse raced to an ugly beat,

Respite was stamped by despair.

Senses faced a sudden burial,

Calmness had lost its zest.

Grief attacked at midnight,

Restless was the smell of the air.

This turn of events, was no coincidence,

A face triggered blackout, just about there!

But the dead can’t come back from death,

How did she touch me, when I was the one who put her to rest!