Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
6d
So many days have passed,
Since I could touch your face,
Days and nights fly by,
As others run this race,

But I am left in clouds,
Of dust and poison gas,
You took my breath away,
And left me in the past,

That night you left our bed,
I closed my eyes to pray,
I never could have thought,
That you could stay away,

I feel the screams and tears,
As my heart was rent that night,
Alone I beat my chest,
With all my strength and might,

My mind is still in shock,
I'm clutching at my heart,
I hear the pop and tear,
My soul is ripped apart,

I still hear my screams,
I still feel bullets in my chest,
They're echoes in the dark,
That never let me rest,

There is a pain I endure,
That is a breed it's own,
I carry it everywhere,
A death I'd never known.
Maximus Tamo
Written by
Maximus Tamo  27/USA
(27/USA)   
20
   Winter Bird
Please log in to view and add comments on poems