Charred Existence

Pitter patter

I can hear

behind me

subtle shift

one pebble to another

 sharp response

building

 tangible darkness

bleeds from my fingertips.

Running

looking to hide away

to suffer not this pain

 to exhale

to harden this tell tale heart

 cease beating 

for faithless lovers deemed.

Breathe in

breathe out

sweet sorrow rising

 spiraling smoke

curtained twilight

  tears rain.

Reaching out

hands in plaintive plea

tormented by dreams

 carved beneath

ebony charred

 woeful mask.

No lover

no friend

shadowed in corners

 mocking me

hands taken…..withheld

 pushed aside…..

  forever…..

   forgotten.

©March 12/20

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