Whispers Of My Heart

Crushed by you

As the days unfurl, 
The air grows thin. 
My once open arms, 
Now heavy and confined. 
Gasping for breath, 
Clinging to the edge, 
Just two fingers' breadth from the abyss. 
Hope's finger shattered, 
Yet I endure. 
It's getting harder, 
To draw in life's breath. 
Now, only one finger remains, 
Of trust, 
Soon to be crushed by you.