Stained by Love

It wasn’t supposed to be like this
It promised to be a wedding
But it feels like a funeral procession
Tears coming
One by one
A steady stream

Its black
Black every day
Who was I to think myself pure enough for white?



Against the sun
Clouds stain even the bluest sky



Against my body

Stains can never be erased


I don’t need to hear "I care"
I just wish that you did


Where are you when I need you?

So far away...

Reviews

[Snow412]

I think the first two stanzas give the work a platform to stand on, and then the entropy sets in (for the character) which is shown through fragments and big spaces between stanzas.

Beautiful imagery here as well. Great write!

[Miss Coral]

The first two stanzas don't really seem to fit this for me- I don't know why. Otherwise, I thought this was quite good. Staining clouds and funeral weddings... great imagery. Good job.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

beautiful and so sad.............:((