Poem base on break-up I’ve been suffering from since 2010.
Ashes
Living through the ashes from a burned down home was how I felt when a woman you love breaks your heart, in my case I felt this feeling when she burned the house of hope and dreams I had to spend even more time with her.
The ashes were under my feet as firefighters in my mind try to stop the fire from spreading around the roof as the third floor of my brain was sinking to no return as one fire fighter came to me and told me there are extensive damages and the house can be repaired with a little TLC
How can TLC repairs the ashes of sadness that was left under my feet as some flew and burned my hands as the smoke or what was it was enough to make me feel like my life was ending like 3 pieces of bacon I wanted to eat for breakfast which burned the skillet then the stove and then the house…That’s how I burned down the house in my mind.
What did I do to have the ashes under me when she hid away from me not telling me there was a big brother camera in her family who wanted to keep us apart?
The ashes of my mind was repaired as any house would with a shovel and amnesia as the burned ashes remains deep inside the ground of my heart to the point tears would spread like a frozen hydrant that freezes in the winter as I cried about the brake-up almost every night..I wanted to burn my house to ashes but this time someone else was going to do it with a bullet from a 8mm or a knife.
I was near the end as I was pit pocketed in real life as a bigger man made me feel small trying to steal my 5 dollar bill in downtown. I’ll give you a fist full bills with my fist rolled up…bad move, I forgot in the sadness of my ex girlfriend that my mother was behind me trying to get me to leave before the rest of his big time crew would shoot us both in the back
I was down and out as I burned down the house in my mind but my pocket was naked as my heart was melting like the Earth’s core.
The core is hot and my house is rebuilt once again and I won’t let anymore brake-ups and ashes burn down my mind and house of confidence to move on and live happily once again.
Photo of the Day
Photo is Sorta coach 2104. I left with this coach after a date with my ex-girlfriend from Milford Shopping Center in Summer 2010. The ride took me 2 hours and 3 buses to get home.
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Sorta coach 2104 on Ash Wednesday today. |