the void in my chest slowly deteriorates,
the river of blood whisking me under, drowning me without a care
as I sink, letting it pull me deeper and deeper to where the water turns black,
while your worthless words undergo my collapsing mind.
I fall, watching the atmosphere shrink around me
as the surface of the water suffocates my every breath until I only hold it in.
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holding the unwashed shirt I wore the last night we saw each other, I slowly drift off,
reminiscing about your voice.
when now, the shirt is in a burning fire right next to my heart, lit by the sadness in my eyes.
all your words being tossed into the pit one by one as I stand in the pouring rain with makeup running down my cold, purple skin, but I blame it on the water falling from above.
I look up to the moon, silently screaming for help.
who would've thought I would have gotten too close to you,
my heart warned me to stay a distance, as it was holding on by a thread,
those words skipped my mind.
I stood in the rain, letting it melt my skin like acid as I tried to scream,
but my heart was burning in a fire and all sense of love, hope, and happiness have escaped on a train to the edge of the earth, too far gone for me to get back.
all memories I tried to play in my mind, soon became a blur because you were not who I thought you were.
your angel turned into a demon as ours fought to take over the other, and yours won.
I stand alone with nothing to my name, but an empty space above my head.
the bruises in my chest and stomach soon surface to my skin, and I can't help but feel the emotional agony become physical.
I fall to the ground, lifeless in pain, and my body refuses to move.
I stare up at the sky and far past the stars, to an in between of heaven and earth.
that's where I wanted to be, alone.
I stand and turn to the water and begin to walk towards it.
every memory and word you have said, hitting me in my mind as they all come back to me for remembrance, but I ignore the pinching and stinging pain in my gut and continue walking.
the rain begins to fall harder at each step I take.
the water rises on my fraile body as I begin to walk further,
and it soon consumes my soul as I sink beneath the surface,
while your worthless words undergo my collapsing mind.
I fall, watching the atmosphere shrink around me
as the surface of the water suffocates my every breath until I only hold it in.
YOU ARE READING
When The Sun Sets
Poetry"the best love is the kind that awakens the soul, that makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. that's what i hope to give you forever."
