I Hope You're Happier Without Me

A Boy With Roses

The sun-soaked horizon of colour-blind truths                                                                                          

Pours into landlocked webs of decay, surrounded by fleeting trains                                      

The last innocent thing I know  

 

Graceless midsummer creeks into idyllic sea caves                                                  

Reality I made up, when I needed to escape the flourishing neon                                

Limbs, fears slipping out of my hands like honey    

 

You're safe with me, my lover, my wildfire, the ghost in my bed                                                  

I feel warm next to you, your lips, your feet                                                                

Such a dark night, a dark day

 

I burrow into your skin like lethargy                                                                                

And I love you                                                                                                              

For every man who dies at war

 

I have made us a chamber, to lie in cement                                                                    

Sun-smiling downwards through the winter trees                                                                

I see a light glowing but it reminds me of the discontent way I feel    

 

Watching you leave                                                                                                              

I can't avoid the weather                                                                                                    

I can't forget the happiness you gave to me           

 

The drowning feeling of desire                                                                                        

Your softness                                                                                                                                        

I hope you're happier without me. 
              
 

                                                           
                                                                                   

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 17th, 2022 18:09
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  • L. B. Mek

    Brilliant!
    those first three lines
    can grace any book of poetry I have ever read!
    Any!
    thanks for sharing



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