It's funny how your heart
Beats like a snare drum in your chest
You feel you barely breathe
As you choke your tears in bestBut as soon as that one tear escapes
The rest cascade like falls
Running down the hallway
Ripping picture from the wallsNot a cry escapes your lips
As you stumble through the air
Everything, numb and cold
Running fingers through your hairRummaging through the beer cabinet
Lighting your cigar
You take another breath
As you watch the smoke fly farFlashbacks burn like scars
On this skin where her fingers ran
That night you thought, "she's the one"
But you were just a part of her planYou slam a fist down hard
As the beer glass shatters your flesh
But you can't feel a single thing
But the madness makes you threshAgain, you're raving mad
For your love has shattered you still
It's been a year, you know,
But you allow the blood to spill
YOU ARE READING
Mourning Skies
RandomDark poetry, slam poetry, love poetry, five word stories, and my deepest thoughts