A Letter To The Grave

18 Apr 2019

ailuros
I think about you 
In all the times it's inconvenient 
You sit perched on the brink 
Of my pool of tears 
And dip your toes in the pale colorless water 
From time to time 
I think of the words you left for me 
The words I’ll never hear you say now 
The words I’ve dreamt of 
I was someone’s choice 
And not just  someone but you
But how I see you now is 

Tainted 
I see your brains spilled out across the bed 
I think of the notes you left 
Not for me 
Because your words belonged to him 
Or so I'm told
The notes dripped in bruises and black eyes 
And to look you in that black eye 
Puts the blood on my hands 

I think about you 
But it's different now 
Because I don't look to see what brooch you've worn 
But instead 
I wonder 
Which was drenched in blood?

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