Rushes of
Introspection
Edge of prayer
Prostrating
Forlorn
Hopeless
Tears
I-only-ever-made-one-wish-I-wished-for-you.
Trample on my broken heart
Crush the velvet of my soul,
Rip the silken ribbons
Frayed threads of gold.
Interlacing sequins,
Faded mirrors
To the world,
Missing true
Blue diamonds
Left out in the cold.
Forget every promise,
Cold palms break the ice.
Every Arabic word,
Maggots and woodlice.
Rotten heart of apples
Used to be fresh
To the core.
I am the result:
You are the cause.




Very sad, but beautiful imagery