But I didn't get to say goodbye
You started ignoring my calls and I didn't know why
I found your face between the teardrops when I tried to cry
And then I tried
To move on to a new chapter
To turn the yellowed page
To move on past this
Broken stage
The rage
Filled my cheeks with hollow health and artificial light
The nights
Still lit up with the echoes of falling stars
And teardrops
Deleting endless messages and letting all your words drop
Into an endless abyss of utter darkness
So I wouldn't have to live the days without you
I'd just curl into a fetal and vulnerable position
Lost the roadmaps and my vision
Draining into blurry lines and pictures that were missing
Too many parts
To look complete
I thought I'd beat
This monster they call grief
But now it's clear that it's still got
A victim in me


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