Dumpster Bride

A Poem by Andrea

Honestly, this poem went in the opposite direction I wanted it to. I guess this is my conscious speaking.

I wore a white dress as I attended
your funeral service.
Can't believe I spent so much money
on a wedding veil.
The vows were broken, now it's my hearts turn.
I cleared my bookshelf for a place to
stick your urn.

This room gives me a sense that I am still
unforgiven.
a mattress clutters the floor and all your things
are gone.
To hide my sorrow I bite right through my tongue.
Selfish whispers criticize and claim we were
too young.

Your romance so sweet I'd mistaken your love
for sugar.
I try to grasp it close and watch it slide
right through my hands.
I lick my fingers for a final taste of you.
Thought we'd last forever but I forgot to say
"I do".

I wore a white dress and sat alone besides
my sadness.
In an alley where the trash and the lost hope
seem to collect.
I always dreamed of just how I'd spend
this day.
Now I pray the dreaded sound of bells
would fade away.