Mourning Skies

Pencil and Ink

Now I know
Why I only wrote your name in pencil
And traced it in
A heart of pen

Your name would fly away
In a spray of eraser shavings
And my heart would remain
In wasted ink
Smudged by tears
You promised to wipe away

Well I've soaked up my tears
With a blinking screen, headphones
And a pillow
Plagued with feathery mascara marks

I'm beginning to believe
That's where my nightmares are coming from
Darkness shed
From a shattered glass chalice
Leaking the red liquid from a porcelain handle

But my heart remains
Though smudged and wrinkled
And stained
It remains
And though your name is imprinted
Mere remnants
You've grown a face
I do not know
A face I never knew
I don't know you anymore
And neither will my crinkled eyes
Recognize the imprint of you
In time