Love LastsRoses may be red
And violets may actually be
And not blue.
Your heart may pound in your chest.
The wind howling through a
Where an old man greets her and
The earth above her decayed corpse.
With a flourish of shaking hands,
He leaves a fresh box of chocolates against her grave marker.
The dollar tree bags lay near by.
He had woken up early to be the first in line,
and to get the very best of her favorite
Even when he knew exactly what would happen.
It would rot,
Or someone would find it and sinfully eat what wasn't theirs.
Or maybe it would be lucky and stay in the same place.
Above the memory of a wife lost.
Caressing the ground between him and her remains.
But he doesn't care.
She deserves the best,
In either heaven or here on Earth.
In The DarkIf it wasn't for the rain
Collecting on the insides of my cheeks,
I would have thought you had left me.
If it wasn't for the snow
Causing innocent collisions along our road,
I would have never herd you scream.
If it were to start hailing,
How would you fare?
Would you try to catch them?
Angels tears falling from the clouds.
If it were to start smiling
I wouldn't agree with your emotions.
Smilies are stupid.
Only the weak smile for real.
Fallen AngelsIt seems.
It looks like
All color stops
At one point.
Where dreams shrivel.
Where heartbeats slow
And heart monitors work
The pavement feels cold beneath
Your eyes can almost make out
The silhouette of your best friends hand,
"Come with me. We'll start a new life
Together," she calls.
Her lips the exact shade of red
That makes your spine tingle
In false excitement.
Hair the color of a ravens wing.
Dress as white as snow.
Heart as black as midnight.
"I'm coming, my love." you call back to her.
Sometimes you think back to that day
When you gave up everything for her.
Every wonderful memory.
The sound of your mothers laughter.
Your baby sisters squeals of excitement on the first day
The touch of your fathers hand
On the small of your back.
You gave all that up,
As your boots travel the unwanted ground,
The distance between you and her,
Your mind strays to unpleasant thoughts.
Is it worth it?
Will I miss th