My last thoughts of you

You didn’t just leave me;
lost in the rifts of static
and hollow voices clinging to wires,
as they floated invisibly in airwaves-
you were there too.
That discovery
propelled you into teasing
white flames of misdirection
like it was where you were set on going
regardless of opinions and pleading.
I wore your pains everyday
like a coat in death valley
and waited for a familiar face to return
from the addiction of numbness,
and to this day
between twisted fragments of decay
I still trying to find the rest of you.
Some things you can’t take back,
even when the regret
fills the hole in your breast
until you can taste it bitter,
like a straight shot of vinegar
chased with a vain swallow of hope.

Though blooms and roses are both born of seeds
some may deceive;
now lost in the flames,
your flowers are exposed as weeds.

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Comments

  • HamperRefuser
    HamperRefuserover 2 years ago

    Killer ending dude! Love this, so dark and emotional. “Vain swallow of hope”- nice one.

  • thanks man, always appreciated to hear your thoughts!

    – Nathan Emery

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellover 2 years ago

    my goodness what a great write,
    that last line is going to linger for a long time
    such truth

  • thank you so much, and hopefully it does, just as some of the feelings we have do

    – Nathan Emery

  • Leda D
    Leda Dover 2 years ago

    this is an amazing piece. wow!

  • thank you for reading

    – Nathan Emery

  • leunig
    leunigover 2 years ago

  • thank you! i’m honored!

    – Nathan Emery

  • AFogArty
    AFogArtyover 2 years ago

    Awesome writing!

  • thank you very much

    – Nathan Emery

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