Split Poem by mandy williams

Looking at her naked knees,
standing against the bathtub.
She's trying so uneasily to please thee,
while she sits in her abandoned bathroom,
she smudges the warm overcast of dew drops from the windowpanes
And when cold feet tremble, my tears begin to fall.

Her mind cascades to another level
when she feels the world is getting her down,
she quietly forgets the world.
For her sake, for our lives, to live in more
human like ways, that she cannot express
In more of a way, than to which we would judge her to be insane.
And that's when my tears begin to fall.

An unloved woman, that devotes
Herself only to herself.
As she puffs on her cigarette, the smoke released reveals a pale misty illusion both the atmosphere and her stubbed mind.
And her heart stops beating for the moment.
She has nobody.
She's got nothing, NOTHING is what nobody else has got.
She wants to be unique.
For she is slowly dying in her today.
And that's when my tears begin to fall, when cold feet tremble.

Toweled wrapped figure,
lifelessly stragglers into her abandoned notion of her own reality.
She's fading into the mist of the smudging windows,
which windowpanes are well overdue to diasppear.

And i don't cry for her anymore.
For the demon side of her, has released another day.
Taking everything she had, while it drained my soul.
For she sacrificed everything her mind contained of to feel nothing, which she now owned.
There fore held it against myself.
She fled all the dead visions, that so uncaringly boiled her mind.
And it powered her to do all the dulgent things she never did.
And she lives throughout another day, of her life.