the melancholy of a broken heart
By AnotherWitheredRose
i push through the smoke.
only to find, im walking straight into the flames.
i want to thank her.
for fucking me over once again.
my lungs deteriorate.
there are no words...
/my apologies/
this charred tongue cant form the right farewell.
so instead i spit blood upon her face...
she was my demon of desire.
she sets my soul on fire.
how do i love her still?
time eats away the time
swallowing the hours that remain
and im still treading in the sea of tears i cried the other day
(this ocean of my emotion is far much bigger than i thought)
kiss me. kill me. end my misery.
-my message in a bottle-
i dont think it reached the shore yet.
-dont leave me hangin babe
i still dont have enough courage to be a coward-
take the blade to my plastic wrists
(she whispers... i wont forget...)
sanctified by the metal bliss
(trapped in your lip locked death grip)
with each crimson drop that falls .....
(i dont want to be your doll)
i float farther away
(you finally heard my call)
away from you..........
inhale
the last breath was the sweetest
exhale
your toxic poison
(fire over water)
it slowly fizzles out
i sink beneath the surface
and watch the rippled sun fade away
into the blackness of my mind
f/a/r/e/w/e/l/l desire.......
HERE i'll LAY me DOWN to SLEEP
the melancholy of a broken heart
.(*im a mermaid in my dead dreams*).
Comments on "the melancholy of a broken heart"
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A former member wrote:
God damn..."I still don't have enough courage to be a coward" These emotions, shining so brightly into my soul...I would swear I know you. Beautiful...*Evangel*
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A former member wrote:
This is a poem i had to read over again hoping to catch somthing written in between the lines. I loved it.Great write ~Empty~