Broken Trails

Broken Trails

“What? Is it me? Why?”
I see the light in her eyes fade in disbelief; 

Hoping to lose this whispered moment in a 
Breath, the sky turning an ugly shade of grey.

“I listen to the melody and skip the words.
My promises are empty, my love, shallow.
I hate sunsets and that wasn’t my last cigarette.”
Are my words as cruel as they sound to me?

“Your heart, and you deserve better.”
I push her further down into the abyss.
Saying a million prayers as I break her; one
Last time, this moment will haunt me until death.

With her heart, I hear my world shatter into a
Million shards; an endless echo of emptiness.
I’m a falling star. And she was the Angel.
All I’ll ever give her are these burning scars.


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