So I guess that
It all ends
Here.
I guess that we
Will go
Our separate ways
And never speak
Again.
We might talk again
In the distant future.
A piece of me
Screams out for you,
All of my bones creak
As they ache for you to come
Closer.
My soul remains numb,
It's flame dowsed
By the negativity that surrounds
My mind.
A part of me knows
That this is for the
Better.
Tomorrow is a new day,
Or at least that is what they all
Say.
But tomorrow is another day without
You
And for some reason that scares
Me.
I guess that this is
Goodbye.
I guess that I can
Shred all of these memories
And break all of the
Promises
That I swore to keep forever.
I guess our definitions
Of eternity
Are different.
Flesh covers my bones
And I search
For more than
Flesh.
I search for a promise
That you could not
Keep.
I reach for hands that
Are no longer
There.
I taste your lips
Though they've long been
Departed.
We might talk again the
Distant future.
And for some reason
That scares
Me.
YOU ARE READING
A Delicate Void
PoetryA collection of poems, short stories, and thoughts (c) BreatheForMeBabe 2013. I gave you a shred of my soul. The edges, soaked in blood, cloaked in tears, were deteriorated from years of harsh depression and abuse. I thought that I could run from yo...