Footsteps in CementA Poem by Heather
The memories, imprinted in my mind as if they were engraved
into my brain, forced there with a force so strong one can not imagine its power The words you said, etched into my heart only growing more prominent with each beat The scent of your cologne, sweet and full of memoir pulls me back to that day as i struggle to stay in the present but suddenly I'm there with you held in your arms again strong, steady, safe your hazel eyes stare into mine with what i only realize now was but lust not love your promises collapsed as if they were a sandcastle crushed by the overpowering waves of selfishness, lust and narcissism And my heart did the same, for it was filled only with love, hope and endearment only for you. and now at night your memory sings as the tears flow like rivers from my eyes a quiet, yet unnaturally loud lullaby puts me to a restless sleep, where you haunt me in my dreams your memory continually haunts me, tortures me, invades my life your words, your voice, your shattered promises, shards protruding, impaling my heart as if they were glass all stay as permanent indentations on my heart no matter how many times someone tries to fix them, fill them in, cover them up they'll always linger permanent scars, marks that remind me.
© 2014 Heather |
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Added on January 2, 2014 Last Updated on January 2, 2014 AuthorHeatherNJAboutI just love to write. I've used it as an escape for years and just to vent, and I just enjoy it. I've been too scared to join an in-person writing group so my friend finally convinced me to at least d.. more..Writing
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