Walk away

don’t pack
another person’s life
into your suitcase
just
walk away
with
the most valuable will
to survive

the shell you lived in
was long decayed
with warm toned furniture
fluffy rugs
and distant smiles in
old photographs

don’t think about tomorrow
what you will need
tomorrow takes care of itself
take hold of today
for
you have lived on
after
the unattended emotions
the isolation from life
the false hatred of yourself

walk away
you walk away
from ruin
to
a new vista

Blur

time passed
memory faded

we met
we played
we dated
we parted

never fought
never clashed
never debated
never communicated

no sad goodbyes
no turning back
no once more
no foever ever

time passes
memory blurs

Dream

we sat across the bench in the park
you passed me a letter written in sarlet ink
I was too afraid to read the taboo for breakup

it started to rain
the smudge of blood trickled down
marking a curse and a dead past
it was a slow death of bleeding out
youth, hope and dying wishes