Poetry

indigo petals

By Wallace - 13 January 08

"I'd tell you how it haunts me" (AFI, This Time Imperfect)

indigo petals
softly line these satiny walls
distant music plays

colorful daisies
gaily swinging into the breeze
so bittersweet

where are you
only friend
so very lost
come again
with me here
cold inside
come back dear

while statues sleep
in daytime shadows cutting deep
from harsh sunlight

too bright your eyes
when suddenly emptied of life
vast pools of dark

time moves on
pain remains
here I stay
to await
no one else
lonely days
in my life of hell
with no breath

sad brown robin
flies by; flowers on your coffin
a last goodbye
is this the end?

emptiness