Wallowing in grief, they said.
Clad in black, face wet--
Distant, drowning eyes burning
Silver
Hands clasped, knuckles snow
White
Rose; thornless, flawless
Too fragile, they said.
Lips pulled down, face blotched, splotches of
Crimson red
Stained shards of glass
Crystal clear mind, jagged
Edges
Of a window (pain)
Broken, they said.
Shivering shoulders, silent spells
But--
But those eyes. Those
Shining depths, they bore love in its
Purest
Form, held her together like glue.
Broken, they said.
Well, she'll live to smile another day.
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
Wallowing in grief, they said.
Clad in black, face wet--
Distant, drowning eyes burning
Silver
Hands clasped, knuckles snow
White
Rose; thornless, flawless
Too fragile, they said.
Lips pulled down, face blotched, splotches of
Crimson red
Stained shards of glass
Crystal clear mind, jagged
Edges
Of a window (pain)
Broken, they said.
Shivering shoulders, silent spells
But--
But those eyes. Those
Shining depths, they bore love in its
Purest
Form, held her together like glue.
Broken, they said.
Well, she'll live to smile another day.
