on all that once meant much to me
it lies in tatters on the floor
so I don't go there anymore
what we built now falls apart
too many splinters in my heart
I know the reasons and the whys
they stretch across the now dark sky
torn to pieces what we knew
under rainy skies and crescent moons
a red umbrella that now leaks
drenched I wait for small relief
pack your bag and mount your horse
little waits for battled remorse
a tourniquet will stop the flow
the dam breaks on the valley below
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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