Still Crumbles Poem by A Waltz For Zizi
Still Crumbles
you keep your happiness in a box
sealed with fingerprints
looking for the train
that lost it's way
in the night that ambushes you
with it's chandeliers.
the rain and I are the same
and you look at me
as you look at the rain
through the window,
afraid, wondering
why I shout
why the rain shouts
but still opening
bigger wholes
in your wrists.
Monday, May 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,her,life,love,me,rain,sad,suicide,you
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