| I'm sorry.
The light blinded my eyes,
Saving me the sight of your face for a final time.
Last I bothered to look,
It was clear of the innocence you started the year with,
Your lips were caked with alphabet soup letters,
Telling everyone of the false truths you told.
Nothing worth waiting around for.
I turnd and left you alone and exposed,
Started walking toward the pellucid light that caught my eye,
A year before.
Half a mile away from you, I realized,
You had also pilfered something from my heart.
A person.
A girl.
A friend.
You took her.
You burned her body,
Until only charred skin and bone remained.
Grind it up and make your paint,
Create something fascinating out of her.
She was always so beautiful.
When the choking words tore through the phone,
The ulcers in my heart started to s.e.e.p.,
Searing pain accompanied with every growing inch.
Blood began to extract itself from me,
By the means of tiny pin pricks in my chest.
I rested in the bathtub,
My blood slowly filling to the top.
I fell asleep and slid under the crimson lake,
Leaving it all to invade my lungs. |
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