clouds

i fly somewhere in the clouds you can’t reach.

don’t

melt of snow on mountain caps,the empty stump of a once vital tree,smoke drifting from rubblethe reach of my hand for yours but you drift awaywith the break of the wavescolored red, heartbreak,your tears don’t surface your emotions blind your eyesthe decision made, i see the hatchet bloodshed around us, only my pride left,don’t –

leaving

the people watch me go. they are transparent, like ghosts. i recognize all of their faces – people have wronged. Sarah, James, Kate, Jong. there are more, but I can’t bear to see their gaping mawsblood on their faces, accusing eyes chains shackle me to the walls. there is a key in front of me.it

Flying Away

Two pairs of shoes,And clothes scattered on the groundLuggage goneAnd I’m alone again. All I’m left with is the smell of you,And the tears dripping down,Into the ground you once stood in. I still see our pictures on the wall,Hands around each other,Intertwined in life and happiness. The sound of your crooning voice,When you played