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Post by razorrape on Dec 11, 2004 0:54:09 GMT -5
Let my hair cascade along my jawline Cover the remainder of my face Back against the clothes dryer It's the only warmth I have right now
Sitting on the floor Thighs pressed into my chest Hoping that in some form They will drive through my ribs And crush my lonely heart Deprive my lungs of air
Eyes against my kneecaps I can feel the tears roll down my shins I can't control this sobbing As my body shakes with each breath taken in I was happy not three days ago Yet its diminished into a memory That I wish was still a feeling
The moon casts out a shine tonight Piercing the darknees on the floor Hands splayed across the patch of light I feel as cold as it does I feel small Alone
Press the cigarette between my lips Strike the lighter's flint The flame goes to the end And shrinks as I take in the first cloud of smoke Pull it back and stare into the orange Then into the blue The blue is the hottest part Why do I feel so cold
I can see the tears well up And coat my eyes with a small clear layer I blink once They're gone and rolling away Down my cheek Dropping off my chin Only to land on my knee To roll down my shin And disappear beneath my toes.
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Post by strangeclouds on Dec 11, 2004 1:15:42 GMT -5
i love this poem
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Post by LostInnocence on Dec 12, 2004 21:12:56 GMT -5
beautifully written....good use if imagery.
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