A Final Parting

Cool autumn day spent

Sun setting

Sick with regret.

Disintegrating will

In overwhelming quiet

 

Departure inevitable

Pressing together

Embracing the future, skeptical

Baby steps, he told me.

We’d be okay.

 

Transcending to a disillusioned reality

The thick lies dispelled from my eyes

Wide open lakes

Running muddy rivers down my face

 

He yearned for escape

An excuse to give up

He wanted to be free of me�"

I reduced to a phantom,

A murky ghost of a girl

Who clung as shadow

 

Regret ingrained

From memories replayed

Ink in skin

Permanence, weakness,

Reminisce  

Reviews

[Nusquam Esse]

You masterfully penned several great metaphors here. Your word choice is impeccable, and your flow ever-shifting, giving a haunting image to your poem. Good job!

[Miles W.]

Very beautiful and very sad. You do an excellent job of connecting real world changes to what happens in real life. I must say, this is one of the best poems I have ever read.