She's dying

She hears the whispering voices,
Turns her head,
And dreams again,
Reaching for the place,
She was before,
But the ceaseless noises,
Are driving her insane,
She cannot even hear him,
Calling her name,
Wide open eyes,
Unseeing in the dark,
She gasps for air,
But the weight continues,
To press on her heart,
She's aching and dying,
His grip on her tightens,
He is crying,
All she hears is the sighing,
Of rain running warm,
On the surface of her palms.

~Rei Shiori