Ruins Poem by Samantha McKinnon
Ruins
I almost convinced myself
I'd misheard him.
Except I noticed
I was staring straight into a war zone.
HIs weapon of choice:
Words, memories, knives.
Frantically, I shot back
Archived artillery of who he was and the neglect I resented.
Casings and debris
Littered everything. No progress
Just abrupt silence.
And ruin.
Sunday, July 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,hurt,loss,love,past,sadness,war,words
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