Poetry

Release

I am left now
To pick my shattered dreams
Off the floor,
Sweep them up into the bin,
Where all the others are.
Walking with my head hung,
I am looking for the last shiny pieces
Of a beautiful day,
But the floors are bare now
And the sunlight does not catch
On the smooth, sterile floors.
There are no more baubles
To horde.

So I will push away fears,
Build walls,
Set up guards and dogs
To watch over and protect
My heart.
I will fix myself in a moment with
No end and no emotions,
And be wary of beginnings beautiful
And endings equally so,
Knowing full well that the first notes
Of a familiar song
Will bring waves crashing over
These sand castle walls.

So I wait
For you to fall out of love with me.
You shield me from the hardest part,
Watching you leave.
But I wait, my eyes vacant
As I drive these crowded streets.
And wait, sitting still on the floor,
Tears running down my face.
Do you see me waiting?
As I confide my thoughts
In the ghost of you.
And remember your touch
In the quiet reveries we once shared.