i will try to speak the words
without breaking
a line, and with a straight face
i will try
to look you in the eyes
and tell you, yes, i am sure
this is goodbye
do not mock me
with love
you have so skillfully sculpted
to fit the vessel
of homeless tears
you shall feel my veins
still throbbing
with pain and maybe a trace
of anger, or was
that sadness?
my tongue has turned numb
now, from quivering
as the furious tides lashed
mercilessly on the song
i have wanted to sing
for you
i can no longer stand
another day that will end
again
for another,
only to do the same
i shall walk the last
steps my wobbly knees will allow
away from your sunset
away
from the echoes
of the laughters that drowned
halfway thru gasps
and dead whispers
this is my last breath
i am tired...
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