Poem -

Yes, I hated your words.

Pieces of what has been, crack and shatter into jagged shards. Forgotten for the sake of survival. To embibe is to remember a youth of wanting. What story? As if my story would ever continue. 
I breathed my first breath in years and when my story began it ended with you. As it should. I was dead long before we met. 
I cannot seem to bury your loss. It blooms still in my darkness.
 

Like 2 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

Poem -

Sick and sweet

A remanent

Roots growing in secret. Seductive symphonies play,
a pied pipers prison,

Practiced...

Poem -

If I could

If I could

I spent the coin of lesser men
And then
In turn
I was spent
In that
I...

Poem -

Fall and forget with the rise

Barely one, quickly two.
Falling.
Rising.
So many doubles none are you
Every...

Latest poems in Freestyle

Poem -

Ha...ha...ha... gotcha!

Ha...ha...ha... gotcha!

The imagined intimated response
linkedin to a swindler's
imagined thought bubble
...

Poem -

TEARS FOR THE CRIMINAL

TEARS FOR THE CRIMINAL

Don't take him away...

We want to love on him...

He's innocent...

Let him out of...

Poem -

SPIRIT LAKE THE MISSING

Who cares

Ancestors hold me now
silence greets this howl
my skin blessed within
elders uncles...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com