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The weather channel predicted
It was going to be a cold fall morning
But truthfully
it was quite freezing
I saw her rush past shutters
all with different colors
wearing a dreadful look on her face
Thoughts circulated for a moment before
she returned
CRACK CRACK CRACK
The sound of her heels meeting the ground  were like thunderstorms mixed with cannon fire on the fourth of July
Blue, yellow, green, and red
The order in which she passed the shutters
This time with a different face
Brighter than the first
yet more empty than the last
Why the sudden change in mood
Was it that brief moment in time where she could actually feel free
Or
Was it the blisters bursting on the soles of her feet that made her feel something more
Do you remember what time it was when you forgot about me?
Do you remember what you were doing when you made your decision?
Was it as easy for you?
Was it easy for me
to accept it?
I didn't think much about it at the time.
But then I wasn't too sure.
I wanted to speak to you,
but couldn't seem to form the sentences in my head.
It's like the smoke from that last cigarette clouded my mind.
I felt like my lungs were burning, why couldn't I speak?
Did I deserve it?
The voice in the back of my mind told me I did.
Was it the rejection that hurt? To be honest, I wasn't quite sure.
If I couldn't be honest with myself, how on earth
could I have been honest with you?
And all of a sudden it was like satisfaction was a distant memory.
I underestimated the power of love.
Pinky promises mean nothing all of a sudden
Oh what a foolish girl I am
For caring for the health of others
If you don’t hurt yourself I won’t hurt myself, I lived by it.
But you don’t care
So neither do I.
Goodbye.
I always hated the vulnerable side of myself
I know you so well yet you’re a stranger to me.
I’ll never go back to my own ways
Because I’m better than that
No more scars
I’d never hurt my younger self if she was to stand in front of me
So I won’t do it now.
Would you?
You wouldn’t.
So don’t.
But who am I to care anymore about you.
There it is
Your very essence
Running down my throat
Slowly waiting
For the blood pressure to spike
Blink.
Blink.
Stop to listen.
Breath in the air that is given to you
Slow it down
Enjoy it
Blowing brass
Blowing brass
You strike deep
You strike true
Sunken rooms we find you in
Undeniable
With a mighty groove  
Blowing brass
Blowing brass
I thank you
For being you
Your waves like tides
Rebirth the smiles
The Lost Ships and sunken tunes
The desert air
Heavy yet empty
I feel you
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