Don't pretend
to be an angel
fallen.
or a star
lost in this
black velvet
night.
I trusted you.
you mistrusted
me. and now
our lives lie
like marbles
rolling in
different
arcs
across your
bedroom floor.
unrehearsed paths
racing each other
to nowhere
imparticular.
emotional outcasts
thrown from
our brief existence
to love's oblivion,
with no
future and
barely a past in
sight.
And in the
morning light
we are not
what we intended
nor promised to
each other to be,
we are so
much less.
clowns with masks
broken in two.
rainbows only
bleeding black
and white,
shadows of
what we
used to be ,
seeds never
taking root
in love.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 11:49 AM UTC
Don't pretend
to be an angel
fallen.
or a star
lost in this
black velvet
night.
I trusted you.
you mistrusted
me. and now
our lives lie
like marbles
rolling in
different
arcs
across your
bedroom floor.
unrehearsed paths
racing each other
to nowhere
imparticular.
emotional outcasts
thrown from
our brief existence
to love's oblivion,
with no
future and
barely a past in
sight.
And in the
morning light
we are not
what we intended
nor promised to
each other to be,
we are so
much less.
clowns with masks
broken in two.
rainbows only
bleeding black
and white,
shadows of
what we
used to be ,
seeds never
taking root
in love.