What was I supposed to do
When the darkness came back
I thought I'd turn to you
But your presence I'd lack
So the next day I returned
And I plastered on a smile
You hugged and you said
You hadn't seen me for a while
My heart began to shatter
But I kept standing with my mask
If you even wanted to save me
All you needed to do was ask
But now I'm far gone
I'm six feet under ground
This place I feel is heaven
I can't hear that wretched sound
I came back in spirit to see
You just one more single time
You stood right at my grave
And you looked completely fine
You placed a wreath upon the ground
And strolled though me out the gate
A feeling rose inside of me
A feeling much like hate
I screamed and you seemed to turn
You surveyed the area in worry
Then ran back to your car
In quite some sort of hurry
As you disappeared into the dust
I clenched my hands in fists
A glance had this revealed
The missing scars on my wrists
"You're better now, I promise
You don't have to feel that pain
There simply is no way
To feel ever the same."
I looked back to the voice
And standing there, you see
Was a woman that looked...
Like me
"SHUT UP YOU DONT KNOW!
I LOVED HER," I screamed.
But I knew that the truth
Was never redeemed.
I sunk back to the earth
And into the sleep
The sleep I'd fallen
Into so deep
The boiling anger was gone
And the peace had settled in
I drifted back under the dark
Where I'd always truly been.
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Mourning Skies
AcakDark poetry, slam poetry, love poetry, five word stories, and my deepest thoughts