Washed Away

I walk and pick a spot

Sitting on the pavement

Ignoring the physical pains

As sharp objects cut into me.

 

Burying my face in my knees,

I welcome the pounding rain

From above to wash away my tears

And massage my swollen eyes.

 

My body starts to shake violently- a result

From something more than just the temperature.

I ignore it and the fact that so many

Parts of me have turned blue and numb.

 

I can only feel my heart as

It breaks in half, those halves

Breaking further and further

Until all that is left is a fine dust.

 

This dust is pulled out by my sobs

And runs down my body and then

Pulled along with this rain,

Forever gone, washed away.

Reviews

[Ophelia]

This is an excellent piece. Each stanza almost describes a new sense for the person, and the way you describe each one I am able to really picture it in my mind.

[ebur™]

Great imagery and description in here, it was very intense like *Kathleen* said, but also calm, if that makes sense. Everything flowed really good too, great job with this piece. :)

[..R.I.P..]

Wow! This is an intense piece. Absolutely beautiful in its own way. I can relate to the emotions more than I'd like to, but such emotions makes us stronger. Great write!
~Kathleen