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Saturday, 18 August 2012

Eternity


Eternity

The sun sets; bleeding in the sky,
I open my eyes look around and sigh,
My heart feels as if it will break,
He is gone; I am alone,

I light the candles to shine some light,
But it doesn't penetrate my heart,
I walk the corridor to my room,
I look out of the window at the fields,
But outside is as black as my heart,
For he is gone; I am alone,

I go into the wardrobe and pull out the dress,
I place it over my head,
The silk is soft against my skin,
The white shines in the candlelight,
I sit at the dressing table and take hold of my brush,
I pull it through my hair,
Brushing and brushing to make it shine,
I look at my reflection and smile,
I take the flowers and place them on my head,
I sigh,
This is how I should have looked,
But he is gone; I am alone,

I dance alone around the room,
I feel his arms around me as I close my eyes,
His breath upon my neck,
I lay my head upon his chest,
I think I can hear his heartbeat,
The warmth of his skin,
The smell of his body,
I open my eyes,
He is gone; I am alone,

I lay my body upon the bed,
I take the knife in my hands,
A single tear trickles down my cheek,
I push the blade into my skin,
Watching as the crimson pain flows,
The dress once white turns red,
The warmth from the blood flowing,
Warming my cold heart,
I close my eyes and wait,
Soon I will be with him,
Because he is gone; I am alone,

The sun begins to rise,
The night is done,
My eyes close and I sleep,
I do not see the bodies around me,
They do not always see me,
The sun sets; bleeding in the sky,
                                          I open my eyes look around and sigh............. 

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