Untitled Relationship Poem #9

Sitting
clouded skies above
turbulent waters below.
Standing
caught
cross winds
lift up
soar
falling fast
screaming
net gone.
No warm arms
folded near.
Memories
times
where there was care
there was love
there was hope…..
fleeting
should never have believed
love is not real.
A farce
a wire wrapped rose
blood letting diamonds
chains
wrapped
suicide by marriage.
Despair
losing self in bitter image
raged bullets
fly from lips
razing chance to reconcile.
Frosted cold
angst ridden
watch dead lovers pass
wrapped in bliss
forgotten pain
forgotten rage
a pretty patina
gloss over reality
nothing will ever change.
©Nov. 23/20
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