Eloquence (A Poetry Book)

Tragedy

i would set the stage,

tell you how i feel

if only you cared enough

to look me in the eye

or breath in my vicinity.

you let monsters

crawl up in your head

and screw with your heart.

something that used to be snow

is now covered in soot.

every inch heavier than the next

and no bleach

no matter how strong

can fix that.

i've tried

trust me i've tried.

i've spent nights awake scrubbing

and drowning it in chemicals

even set your alarm clock back to the day

the day that you became ash from a fire

that was made to keep the whole city warm.

and now you're gone

and you're never coming back

like a balloon that floated past the clouds.

maybe i was a just too much of a believer in the good things coming

that i never realized

they weren't ever going to come.