Trauma.
I found you unconscious, foaming at the mouth. Failed to resuscitate you, before my screams filled…
The fire burning inside me
had started to subside,
caught up in memories of a love
you were unable to provide.
The light in my eyes flickered,
and went out without a fight,
causing me to self-destruct;
how do I survive devoid of sight?
My blackened heart refuses
to pick up and resume.
The guilt you've burdened
me with
continues to consume
the remnants of my sanity,
refused to spare my dignity.
Swallowed in a sea of pity,
taught a lesson in humility.
Many years had passed;
assumed I had regained control;
seemed like it'd been so long
since I'd been granted parole.
Not a promise, or a lesson;
just a disdainful release.
Content for the longest time,
I thought I was at peace.
Yet, you've returned, once again,
to wreak havoc on my soul.
Falling apart, scattered in pieces.
Broken again, love has paid its toll
on my life devastated,
by the knife you concealed in your spine,
and because of your endless torment.
Our bodies have separated; no longer entwined.
“to pick up and resume.”
— Separation Anxiety.
I found you unconscious, foaming at the mouth. Failed to resuscitate you, before my screams filled…
I - Bones rattled and teeth chattered, like unwanted shrapnel from some unsavoury stew. Smiling…
Like the fog protects the sky, I held you close, with watchful eye. Incapable of enduring another…
You and I were like Alexander and Genghis Khan—we conquered the entire world; In your arms I was…