A Loss For Words

“I’m at a loss for words” she says staring into his soul.

“I’m sorry” he said,

“Will I ever have you back in my arms?” She asks.

“I’ll always love you, forever and always” he said.

“Why have you done this?” She questioned.

“I’ll never truly leave you but this isn’t working out.” He said.

“You’ll be my first and last love” she says as tears begin to roll off of her cheek.

“It’s not you it’s me.” He said.

“No!” She screamed to the sky. “Why would you do this to me!”

“You were my first and last love. Nothing can take that away from us. Not even this.” he said as the ink began to fade. “You will have to let me go and move on. I am a free spirit and you have to find a way to spend your time back here. I’ll be watching over you.”

The ink faded into the white paper beneath it, just like an image in a mind will fade to words over time.

She fell into the policeman’s arms crying tears into his uniform.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” The policeman says in a low voice.

She clears up her tears and brings herself together. She just stares into the note and quietly says “I’m at a loss for words.”

Poetry

Poetry isn’t for some,
But poetry is for anyone.
You drop it all and let emotions run,
Until words can’t describe what’s become undone.

No one’s the best at poetry and no war has begun,
Its not a game or a battle, its a language for one.
The only battle is the fight with their inner demons,
until they pick up a gun,
With words on a paper, the power of an eraser,
they can rewrite the ending where they’ve finally won.

Apart.

My life falls as if it were autumn weather,
The leaves break apart from branches
No longer together.

Happiness fades and stress becomes addiction,
Life, an empty book. You can write it with rich diction,
but you can’t decide if it’s a fiction, it’s a precondition.

Life’s a mess but I’m cleaning up,
Its time now. I’ve seen enough.
I need to stop day dreaming love,
After love is had, nightmare’s begun.

If I can’t ever have what I want,
Then why do I always want what I can’t have?
Life drowns the water with me in fonts,
Dissolved in emotion, sinking with nothing to grab.

A year without rain

A day without you is like a year without rain,

The thought of it nearly drives me insane,

A soul dried out feeling nothing but pain, 

But who am I to even complain?

Simply another human

Unbecoming

Stumbling through dark,
covered in ashes,
Left to die in a cold world,
As time slowly passes.

Everyone died
Leaving you behind,

Voices echo in the distance,
Your pain is reminiscence

Eerie voices from your past
Echo through the streets,
Waiting for your breath to pass,
In you they don’t believe

They live in a world so unkind,
Watching you fall down,
They can no longer confine,
You give in, a gun draws out.

No intent to stop their voices,
No intent to make more choices,

The gun returns to the temple,
Creating a downpour so torrential
Memories meet the messenger,
And your mind doesn’t register.

A vacant void awaits your arrival,
Such an infinite life needs no more survival

Extremity

Abandoned in an instant,

Left in lonesome darkness,

So much to say,

But no one to listen.

The edge is pulling you closer,

The wind steals your balance,

Desire for life is over

The world pleads for your silence

Times you lived resonated in happiness,

Shattered into isolated lapillus

A second chance is invisible to sight,

Especially at this limitless height