Saturday, 19 January 2019

The torn letter


The candles have extinguished
Gone the way of waving flames
Darkness fills my living room
And my heart with dismal gloom

Your note's shredded on the floor
Got the message you have gone
Shadows of the night take hold
It's time for rats to be bold

Men are such foolish lovers
Blind to most important things
You've crossed my name off your slate
Will no longer be my mate

I search the torn letter's text
To find just one word of hope
Thought we stick just like glue
You were a peach, how I loved you

The candles now extinguished
Gone the way of waving flames
Darkness fills my living room
And my heart with dismal gloom

Image found at https://themighty.com/2016/11/how-to-love-a-guy-with-anxiety/



2 comments:

  1. A good weaving of the week's words into a tale of woe, despair, dejection and desolation. Sometimes life just plain sucks!

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  2. I like the imagery of searching the letters for one word of hope... been there...

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