I lay in the grass, staring up at the stars.
They seemed too twinkle on and off with my heartbeat;
perfectly in sync.
I had no idea where my head was,
it was off in another universe somewhere.
But I knew exactly where my heart was,
it was off with her,
the one who would have it,
forever.
Thoughts of what we used to be,
flashed across my eyes.
Memories,
that I thought were permanently hidden away,
came forward through the cold.
The stars were like my medicine,
healing the sting of being forgotten.
Strong enough to stop the pain,
For this one night,
This bitter night.
Tears started to stream down my face;
the taste of them was the only thing I remembered these days.
I sigh, trying to breathe out the troubles that tug at my heart.
This was my life now,
I have to accept that.
I take hold of the necklace around my neck,
grasping the only thing I have left of her.
I close my eyes,
breathing,
listening to my heartbeat.
For once, while it’s beating, I feel
alive.
The stars work their medical magic,
my heart is
healing,
I am slowly moving on.
so, i thought i'd try a poem that doesnt rhyme, any feedback would be great. (:
Comments
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"tears start to stream my face"?
that doesn't really make sense. did you mean that they steam your face? or stream across your face? please fix. me likey other-wize

