I feel as though a dam within me's burst
And yet the water's solid and won't flow.
I cannot bear to touch you, even though
I lie beside you praying for the worst.
Everything I've cherished now is cursed
By what I know and what I still don't know.
I'm shut, and neither can nor cannot go.
I need to gather up my furies first.
My love for you lies murdered and unmoved,
Waiting for a wound that will not bleed.
We stay together for the children, yet
It seems a thousand years since we once loved,
And you were still a treasure and a need,
And I a fool whom fate would not forget.