Anonymise; me

A bridge of blood; built

On the surface -

Of my skin. While

lace lay intertwined

with the ghost

of my past.

Nonsense escaped that night;

as your voice became –

Too intimate. And my

oppressive body sank

into corners

of oblivion.

Years passed in mind; whilst

memories were distanced –

And denied. Listening

to hollow syllables 

screaming aloud

your name.

Misery now marks this face;

as I shoot for the moon –

And succeed. Missing

the loving embrace

of a black

raven’s wings.

Me; carefully tracing

the whispers of regret -

haunting his dreams. Living

but half a life – while

trying to remember

my own. 

Decay

Alcohol;

On my lips, with the bitter,

Sweet taste of despair. And

Temptation glistering

from the ruins

of a wasted mind.

Lullaby;

Out of tune, roaring inside

The dark – whilst nerves

nervously glare,

at my once, golden

fingertips.

Corner;

Deep and obscure. Foolishly playing -

Hide and seek. Simply to avoid

The fight and slaying

Of my skin’s inner

Peace.

Broken;

Wings of embrace. Tainted

By a lover’s woe. Thus Leaving,

A legacy of dust

to the next piece in

the puzzled maze.

Serenity;

of the slowly fading song –

inside the body of a question mark?

Well knowing that these

parting gloves are hung

By the bottleneck of yesterday.