"Fragile"
Rain on the windowsill
as the radio blares
struggling to get
these words out
before there is no time left
they are all I have
that is still mine
pictures of you
on the walls
sometimes, if I close my eyes
I can still feel the subtle warmth
beneath your veiled contempt
"It is over now," my mind
is quick to say
but my heart clings to you
ever still, in the silence
that comes between dreams and sleep
the flames of your betrayal
have scarred me
the empty spaces
will never be whole again
if you must go
remember that I
was the mess
you chose to leave behind
in your darkest hour
in your most intimate of moments
I wish you well
may you never be the same
again.
Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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