There was a swaying moonlight
the night I was drunk on your kiss.

You lifted my soul to the sky,
yet,
what happened to the denim jacket I gave you?

Battle cries drown out
The need for love
In life

There was a time words were seen in colors
I saw many hues and saturation
tones and shades were not hidden
until you decapitated my heart

I gave you everything I had, not just a little
My heart, my soul, my words, my actions
I trusted you and you took it for granted
cast me aside when I needed you most

You were the one that I pursued relentlessly
I made sure I loved you 'til I bled
& at first sight of blood you fled
because you're at war with love

and after the scars you've given me
I wish I had never met you
never been in your life
because you broke me
discarded me
left me

i cant even hate you...

I was not born a

poet.

I was broken into

one.


*Sandoval