its late

[postcurtainfall]

lamented the loss of fire
once it filled your entire being
sparks live at the mercy of a breeze
now clings to dry wood, and leaves

Smilies are foriegn
to your baren face,
to see you breaks my heart
you're a lost peice of art
no, a masterpeice ruined by the rain
with only the artist to blame

when did your eyes become so fake?
its as though the daylight can't

Comments

[djtseliot13]

This line was my favorite (very strong imagery): "You fell asleep clinging ignorance of youth"

The unusual grammar makes it strong. Good stuff, I really like it.

[postcurtainfall]

aww thank you so much i feel so flattered when i get positive feed back

[mlitserenity]

i like i like

[postcurtainfall]

thank you thank you