Portraits
By FallinTears
Rivers of salt With water mixed inside Flowing down my face The pain in my chest I hide You know there’s something wrong Read my mind for what it is The hole in my chest is gaping For the love that once was his My voice is weak and pained He leaves me there in silence And my trust’s been shattered Lost in its defiance Blood mixed with worry Anger mixed with love Faces of you haunt The stars that shine above Picking up the pieces Breath comes short and slow Sorting them to piles Of memories long ago I glue the pictures together Small and shattered pairs Stamped on and crumpled By a herd of wild mares My heart aches for changing For the times of long ago Wanting to forget that lonely day The day you let me go Finished is the puzzle One of love and hate Thus a broken portrait of you Is made upon my plateI think this is one of my better pieces... what do you think? Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 27 2001 04:17 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Rivers of salt..."