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Jul 2017
After tonight
There won't be much to look back on
The story of a sad life
Even when the love filled my cavities-
Placed itself where the foundation had cracked

I told god I was worn
My bones showed through my skin in a light unknown to even my own embodiment
But I don't believe anyway
And the grass wilted-
Still on both ends of the track that my hands mended
A heaping tangle of puzzle pieces from every perspective I have ever collected
This mind of mine
It's not easily understood
But when you did
I denied the rationality-
Turned it into spaces in between the years

Running from the impact-
My own shadow chased me down the streets-
Through the webbing of my thoughts-
Hauling me into the same arms where my fears turned the days into nights

And I tell myself
I'll find a conclusion-
Whenever eventually rises up from the graves where the warmth of my heart stays
Tiffanie Noel Doro
Written by
Tiffanie Noel Doro  30/F/Georgia
(30/F/Georgia)   
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