
10.27.25
The last centerpiece, shattered
Shells and sand scattered
Little weapons
Slivers you cannot see
Expected, yet a cut sends a shock through the heel
The last pieces of the past flee
Time presses for alignment
Causing rifts until you see
The bliss you've been hiding in is temporary
As you warned yourself
He causes you to be guilty as sin
A magnetic force pulling your attention
You're drawn to the magic
The escape you fold into, easily torn
I hate when someone holds to the morals I don't
The fire beside me lingers
Warmth I want to bask in until I can't feel you anymore
I teetered next to the edge until I got burned
Two different souls dancing in the dark
Surely they'll clash and fall off their stage
Which feels impossible
A reign to explore deeper
You say you have to go
Desire drawing us on the same page while separated from you
Goodbye kisses and hustling days
I lost the game
Ration pounding on my head until my window realigns
Now I must unwrap you from my mind
I can scream how unfair it is until dusk
Dawn will still arrive
Gashing holes so big no rock thrown can be heard again
Except the ones I throw to draw you in
They bounce off your calloused heart and slam into mine
Knocking my unsteady self back to the ground
If I stay in place
I can recover
I'll still relish
How could I not?
A seamless connection to rest in
Energy radiating between
The path I'm supposed to travel is stronger than myself
Gravitating towards me, even when I stray
I would trade lots for the days with you
Kisses on your shoulder
Bliss one could dream about
Impossible to recreate
An ending I won't be able to reconcile
Twirling around until it’s final
Zipping through my nerves
Deep in my skin as you once used to be
Now instead of relief,
I am shattered underneath
Glass shards everywhere
Microscopic cuts with the slightest bleed
Accumulating until an overflow drenches my feet
I'll shuffle heavy shoes until I can scrape off the dried pieces
If the pool we swam in was empty, it'd be easy
Concrete without offerings to return to
As I will have to become
So the sharp edges only dissolve when they come across me
So I can no longer melt
So I can't absorb the pleasantries of you
It happened so fast
I better call someone to come sweep up this glass




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