Who won?

A moment of my life. Things were never the same after this. Lost but never forgotten. But now tides are changing, wounds are mending, and we all are falling back into place.

I sat alone in the darkened room 

mascara streaked my face

you didn't know what had put me there

but you said you knew my case.

I cried for help and spoke your name

I asked for nothing more

than to hear you tell me it would be okay

as my fingers searched the floor.

You said, "Things happen." and always work out

everything would be just fine

but I know the heart you were really concerned with

wasn't actually mine.

My fingers grasped what they'd been searching for

and my bones began to rattle

at that moment, looking at you

I'd given up the battle.

Author's Note

The rhythm and power of my poems mean a lot to me, as would your reviews.

Reviews

[Kat Collins]

I like the rhthym and rhyme to this poem. It adds to the story. Heartbreaking that a person would give in, but it's easy to do sometimes...I love the line "my bones began to rattle...."

[Jeremy Baker]

The rhyme is well structured and adds to the poem, I think. The message about giving in seems a little scary though! Good writing.