Unannounced they creep,
On the walls of your defences.
Perpetrating a slow subjugation,
Of all your vital senses.
Sucking out your happiness,
Collected painstakingly over a period of time.
Leaving you heartless, empty,
Like a dark room without sunshine.
All you can do is stand,
Somehow survive the onslaught.
And see them reduce your desires to a naught.
And when they have left you broken,
You go back to picking the pieces.
Some part of you can be restored, some is lost.
When they attack, you better watch.