Shovels & Shallow Graves

[Ashley]

Shovels & Shallow Graves

You skittered off, into a dungeon
crawling with heroin and bad sorts,
Sleep no longer comes easily for me,
these nights I count the recurrent question
"Why?" rather than sheep, and
when I wake my pillow tastes salty
soaked with tears, as I know he is sleeping
right next to you, or perhaps he
may even be inside of you, I shudder.

How many more of these tears will
I continue to waste on you?

A mirage is all that you were, my
black-haired, pale skinned goddess
with your green cat like eyes, and
the bubbles that would float out of
your inner self, it was too good
to be true, and now you've down-graded,
to a deadbeat junkie, who has earned
more golden stars, than even I or even you.

Now my heart and the task of
breathing to keep it beating are fruitless
redundant, certainly wholly undesirable.

Still I miss you, kiddo. I wish
you still lived inside my soul
like the days of old. I hope you
find happiness and stumble across
good fortune, for you deserve it girl,
you more than anyone.

I loved you Jessie.

Ash.

 

[Raz]

This is very heartfelt, thanks for sharing.