Expunged Love

Eyes

bruised grey

hair lank

dead

detached

when…..

who….. 

what….. 

is coming for me?

Nowhere to run.

I wait.

Heartbeat count

fevered brow to pane

it has been ordained

they will collect me.

I care not.

Frost.

Black heart

wreathed

iced

encased

fingers etched glacier blue

cold.

Throw the bitch a bone

I heard your guttural voice

Nothing more

Nothing less

She deserves…..

I forgot your twisted side.

I forgot your hate.

I forgot just what it meant to be

the one who jilted the King.

©Feb. 22/20

Picture via Pinterst

https://www.cuded.com/2013/01/digital-paintings-by-zolaida/