the return

sadness can only linger
so long until it starts to eat
you from the inside out,
your heartbeat in it's hands.

dew dripping from eyelashes
stuck together like lovers
saying their last goodbye,
the morning is happy.

soft hands, chapped lips
begging for water down a
dry throat, she is his sun.

a life intertwined with a story,
a voice full of regret, 
sadness can only last so long.
or at least, that's what they say.

my sadness grows slowly,
and she says she can see it in my eyes.
my thinning face, paling skin,
it's all part of the future i have built in my mind.

my brains seep out, along with my
happiness,
my skin peels off with my joy.

and out of the ashes 
SHE IS REBORN
another life
to dust.


 

ivyparks

VT

15 years old

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