a s h e s

oh

was that youth?

i caught it climbing out the broken window

that i smashed in anger from my broken heart.

it was like a shadow, and silent.

but i felt its absence.

did it take innocence, too?

or was that already long gone?

i don't know if i'll miss it as much as i should,

i think i'll feel it later.

when i'm alone

and dying,

i'll want my youth back.