THEY WERE ALL JUST WORDS BEFORE YOU

He can have my arm

You can have my leg

He can have my heart

You can have my torso

And I'll be left
     with my head
     and the rest of
     my tattered body parts
           like always

Poetry gushing out
From a severed artery
Everything is bleeding
Away from me.

Your absence is like a bed of sharp nails,
Puncturing every inch of raw skin.
What is grief?
A theif which steals my time,
Emotions,
Energy,
Encompasses me in a void,
With you reverberating in the darkness,
Your name,
Your memories,
Your everything,
Tangled up and thrown at me,
All at once,
with the force of a lifetime
Taking my breath away.
I claw to the surface,
Let me breathe,
Let me live.
It has surrounded me,
And I have surrendered.
I will miss you,
I will *grieve

The color of the night
Watched wide-eyed
Solitary comfort
Warmth of darkness
Stars as witnesses
Stripped of inhibitions
Laying supine
Neath the night sky
Night regaling me
Magnetic presence
Attracts my attention
Only me and night
The other half of life

If
One
More
Person
Tells
Me
To
"Stay Strong"

*I'MGONNAFUCKINGTHROWSOMETHINGLARGEANDHEAVY

You are the morphine kinda person;
Dangerous and addicting.


F.Z.N