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May 2020
I tried to remember this feeling
Of staring in your sun
I’m peeling
Reeling, from how you were my perfect faith
Closing other doors that were never built
Out of the guilt, of loosing you
Until your shoulders started to tilt
And spilt into mine
Handing me promises you built, but couldn’t keep
Either in nightmare or sleep
I grasp to what’s there- holding onto a glass that’s shattered
Cause even if you’re broken glass, you mattered.
Watching how you grew your horns
Picking off the petals and leaving the thorns
Wishing each time it rained it didn’t have to pour
But was this before, or after
You forged your signature on this disaster
Thinking you were only filled with laughter
My darling- you kept trying to eat my spark
Glowing mouths, but I’m stuck in the dark
Left with the mark of every time you would tell yourself you were no longer mine
Waiting for the perfect glass of wine
Screaming in silence, I would never forget
How time after time-
I would drown in your liquid regret
Letting go of your glass that is shattered
Wishing I would look back, and think that you mattered
#love
Written by
Hcassierose  24/F/Minnesota
(24/F/Minnesota)   
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