Entwined duvet covers sleep atop the mattress-
Just as she awoke.
The first hours pass as the last hours passed-
She wishes he had spoke.
There are no available hands open to hold her tears-
Instead she turns to the smoke.
I've seen her laugh before and I have heard her smile-
Now she hides underneath a hazy cloak.
With a heave and a shove she gets the window to crack-
To let in air before the heat gives her a stroke.
The smoke rushes out, the cold rushes in and chills run down her spine-
A wallet and a heart are broke.
She slips away to sleep again to pass the time-
But soon the nightmares replay and her memories invoke.
Entwined duvet covers sleep atop the mattress-
Just the same as last night-
Just as she awoke.
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
Entwined duvet covers sleep atop the mattress-
Just as she awoke.
The first hours pass as the last hours passed-
She wishes he had spoke.
There are no available hands open to hold her tears-
Instead she turns to the smoke.
I've seen her laugh before and I have heard her smile-
Now she hides underneath a hazy cloak.
With a heave and a shove she gets the window to crack-
To let in air before the heat gives her a stroke.
The smoke rushes out, the cold rushes in and chills run down her spine-
A wallet and a heart are broke.
She slips away to sleep again to pass the time-
But soon the nightmares replay and her memories invoke.
Entwined duvet covers sleep atop the mattress-
Just the same as last night-
Just as she awoke.
I wrote this the day my brother left for the Navy. I wrote this the day my parents saw each other again. I wrote this the day my mom decided my dad meant nothing to her anymore. & I wrote this the day my dad decided nothing mattered anymore.
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