bitter coffee helps camouflage the tremors
I shake my apologies inside closed fists and wait
for them to roll, always gambling for that final breath
climbing beneath god's hands
reaching for empty bottles that offer cold handshakes
all the deals I made and now the devil has come knocking
on sharp metal and cracked windshield
her body will be found
in the midst of my soul's wreckage
I was given everything but love was found
in the glass bottom of momentary bliss
where an angel's shadow now resides
her memories will be turned into stories told by loved ones
that begin with "She was" and end in "If only"
if only I had lived a gentler life
she was a catharsis for my demons
her death was the sound of everything ending
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
bitter coffee helps camouflage the tremors
I shake my apologies inside closed fists and wait
for them to roll, always gambling for that final breath
climbing beneath god's hands
reaching for empty bottles that offer cold handshakes
all the deals I made and now the devil has come knocking
on sharp metal and cracked windshield
her body will be found
in the midst of my soul's wreckage
I was given everything but love was found
in the glass bottom of momentary bliss
where an angel's shadow now resides
her memories will be turned into stories told by loved ones
that begin with "She was" and end in "If only"
if only I had lived a gentler life
she was a catharsis for my demons
her death was the sound of everything ending
This poem was done in a collaboration with 7 other very talented poets. The themed poems have been in lingo so I am seeing if any of my contributions will work as individual pieces. 'Compare Me To An Orchid Blooming' was another poem that was created for the group.
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