Shabby Little Room (In My Heart & In My Life) Poem by Agatha Eliza

In the blurry corner of my universe
of this shabby little room,
where a moon hangs by a thread
like a tired chandelier,
and the planets are sleeping
in a worn-out ivory cobweb
and wanly stars that lost their track
lose their shine and crack-
falling down like liquid bronze,
shards of diamonds, blood and knives
are spread all across the floor.

In this shabby little room of mine,
white shrouds cover the
unmade, messy bed, the mirrors,
our pictures and wilted rosebuds.
You walked away from me like a soldier
bearing the superficial scars,
deserting a war you've never fought..
So, lay your weapons down!

This shabby little room is barren,
all I got left is memories..
an empty chair, a final
cigarette burning in the ashtray.
Behind you, the moon, stars
and planets are perfectly aligned-
but time..
Time can only tell:
'Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat'.