there are nights when there´s no escape,
night after night,
you shadow crosses my bed
like a memory too heavy to carry.
i see you
sitting at the edge of some dream
with that sadness hanging from your
hands,
like maybe you want to come back too,
but you can´t.
i reach for you,
call you softly,
like someone trying not to wake
something worse.
and you smile,
and old smile, broken,
a promise we never kept.
i wake up with cold sheets,
an empty chest,
fists clenched tight.
how absurd
still waiting for you in dreams
when the real world
doesn´t even save a place for you
anymore.
but that´s me:
an idiot clinging to ruins,
a guy who comes back night after
night
to lick the ashes
of something that died long ago.
About the Creator
Javier
My name is Javier, and I find inspiration in every story people share with me. From their words, poems and tales are born, written with passion,
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Comments (1)
Wow that heartbreaking. I can feel your sadness through your words.