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Sep 2013
i gawked at my glass
                         wondering
     how it had managed
to become so empty
                                                   so

                                                  fast...

did it really sadden me that much?
i felt no pain.
there was no gapping wound on my body.

                but as if You had read my mind
                            my phone chimed
                                  that oh too
                                     familiar
                                        song...

and i felt it;
         the cavity growing inside my chest.
      as                           if
           You had aimed a cannon
straight
   at
  my
heart.



time for round II.
How you consistently make me feel...
Alcoholic McCant
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Alcoholic McCant  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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