Doors slam
Windows are shuttered open and close
Images run breezily through the rooms
My thoughts limp blood sliding down their mangled bodies
In shiny strips of pain
Thinking
of
Him
Slapping my ears
Preventing entry of flies
My friends
Insistent but meaning well
Gently instructing me
It's
OVER
I draped love over his shoulders
In a courteous manner displayed
A coat warding off cold
He longed for comfort
Salve to soothe bruises
Procured as he stumbled
Desperate for light
I was a candle
Lit with haste
Drained of my oil and wax
Left smoldering
In a pool of thickened sorrow
As a tree uprooted by fierce wind
My love sprung up
Whisked away
In a blur of activity and confusion
He yanked up deep roots
Faithful me
Carelessly dragging part of me with him
Taking my vital part
I was despaired
Left in strands of root, branch, and soil
Rain filled the gaping hole within me
Drowning out life
I sleep fitfully
My mind in unrest
Tears drip soundlessly
Unnoticed
Behind eyelids of shadows and figures
Will
I
ever
heal
????
I slip through classes and hallways
Peers and teachers
Narrowing their eyes with concern
I smile
My heart cracks
I
love
him
Author notes
I am used to writing poems from what I feel which is why I have a hard time producing anything without the walls of a few topics I love to dwell on. I am starting to pay close attention to styles and techniques and I welcome as much constructive criticism as possible.Thankyou.
Written May 22nd, 2004
