Down my hands fall
Away from your familiar face.
The words couldn’t escape
A last kiss stole away my breath.
Every emotion known to man
Sinking down my core into the grassy floor.
How heavy those emotions must have been
For suddenly I could turn.
Away I strode
Returning to a place that cannot be home.

Down through the window
Into a cold empty bed.
Each heart beat crashed
Reverberating through my head.
A loved one lost
Another on the edge.
It is near impossible to text
When your eyes are swollen and red.
“Pull yourself together,
Two do not need to be dead.”

Down to the floor
An alternative plan instead.
Hidden behind old shoes
A tool neither friend nor foe.
Cold metal kissing my skin
The feeling never as sweet as his.
One last message sent
Finally giving in to what I told her she cant.
My thighs crossed with red droplets
Mimicking the droplets on my cheeks.

Down my legs
I watched the tiny rivers.
Each heart beat pumping
More blood out the seams.
Maybe someday I’d learn what it meant
To bend instead of break.
For now however
I’d enjoy the design of porcelain cracks.
Two mistakes made
In a single night.