Ache

The ache burns
Deep in me,
Plundering through
In such intensity,
A quick blow-
And the fear creeps in,
Further.

Hanging onto catch a word
Of consolation,
Of safety-
I tread myself
Through this night-
Of sheer torture.

Sunken eyes
And frayed nerves-
Carried away,
Engulfed in thoughts
Of wildest caliber-
I wait,
Hanging onto a fragment
Of Hope.

Tonight,
I count my blessings
And plead for more-
Sheer selfishness?
Bothered not, I am.
For,
My world is at stake.

And I Pray
For lease of life-
Yours,
And hence, mine-
Entangled,
Our Lives,
Ain't it?