Cut
Not the slicing of my arms
Or the deep flesh wouds i draw
But the cutting of relationships
Gone.
I was cut of
As cold as a winters night in the middle of a snow storm
There was no more -
Big sis, and baby girl.
There was nothing
But the odor of the burnt ashes that sat buried beneath our tongues.
Words that were yelled
Like the fire flys lighting the nigh sky, appearing rapidly and disappearing with only a small resemblance from the past.
Once free from our greedy and angered mouths
Nothing can be taken back
Nothing can be undone.
With those words you said
And my actions
You had cut me off
Telling me u loved me, but we were no more.
I yelled and cried
But you weren't coming back.
3 years.
We missed so much of each other's lives.
I, peering into yours through the gaps of the curtins you hung up.
And you looking down from your castle, only for a time wondering who i was.
Finally we had something.
But everyone pulled us down.
No one trusted you or believed you
No one loved u like i did.
I was the only one who stood there with you
Yes unable to help
But I was there.
3 years we had.
Now no more.

He is the sun
bringing life
and laughter
and warmth
he is the moon
that lights
my black world
and pulls in
the cooling tides