WINE AND DESPERADOS

Drunk on wine and desperados

Climbing the cracks

Of my fractured heart.

Hazy nights

And crystalline tears

A tragic work of art.

I trace with fingertips

The stains you left

Upon my brittle skin

And with each sip

This wine becomes

A cloak for me to hide within

So, drunk on wine and desperados

Fallen from

My broken heart

This hazy night

These salty tears

I’m tearing me apart

OUT OF FOCUS

Glimmering hope

Through guilty eyes

Sharp memories

Fake smiles

Real hurt.

The dust coated floor

In the room

Where I spend hours

Counting seconds

Passing time

Breaking down.

Twisting colours

Reds and yellows

Contrasting

Contradicting

Too many words

To hear them all

Too much emotion

To truly feel anything

I’m full to bursting.

Your face blurs

In and out of focus

And I can’t hear your voice anymore

Except when I think of you singing.