My soul is a black entity.
All I feel are my clammy cheeks,
tarnished from the abyss in place of my heart.
Broken from the man who selfishly abandoned me,
from the bullet that shook me
and from the ghostly shadow,
now casted over me.

I am a million pounds.
Heavy from the scent of pine that chases me,
Whenever I close my eyes.
Heavy from hidden glares that trace me,
as I sit alone every Sunday morning.
And heavy from blood curdling tastes,
that eat away at my tongue.

I am nowhere to be found.
Teeming with the memory of his stone gray eyes when he woke,
and his zealous laugh when I tried to crack a joke.
Wandering in the sound of my wallowing cries.
I weep as I notice that smile.
Hanging there on the floral printed wall,
just months before his chivalrous fall.

My heart is like a conflagration.
Roaring in scarlet flames filled with the same hatred I felt for my father,
when he selfishly beat me and my mother.
Left for gunpowder covered fields,
and harsh fecal conditions.
Only for him to be treated worse than the blood and mud,
dried under his fingernails.

My eyes color everything grey.
The effulgent glow of the sunset as it rises into the foggy sapphire sky is merely seen,
but never grasped.
Day to day everything is fading,
fading away into a desolate pit of nothingness.
I picture his long silhouette laying next to mine as I lean for a kiss,
but there’s nothing.

Lost vows and promises.
“Forever and always”,
He would constantly say.
“Till death do us part”
I’d never understand until that dreaded day.
Never again will I hold his hand,
when he strides down the street standing statuesque to prove he’s a man.


I’m an unsolved puzzle missing one piece.
My heart tattered from the man that passed,
Whose laugh still lingers like a long lasting level of love.
Love; the butterflies I encountered when he kissed my nose,
And the warmth I felt when he handed me that blush tinted rose.
My skin aches for his silky warm caress,
That from now until forever will be left;

Tragically Unfelt.