Nothing
The light of the candle fadesWords of anger spew from the lips I had kissed hours before
Her feet pounding down the thirteen steps
A door slams as the candle dies
Just a plume of smoke marks its passing
The grey light of a crescent moon
Shines through the open curtain
The roses bought and given in love
Now looking black and lost
The scent of her perfume lingers
Turning rancid in the warm air
Jack Daniels
The mender of broken hearts joins me in my grief
Drink after drink
The memories fade
The tears stop flowing
The pills
Red, black, blue and yellow
Looking like m&m's
Taste like candy as they go down
My eyes close
There are no dreams
There are no tears
Everything is behind
Left in another world
My heart beats
Echoing through my thoughts
As loud as a drum
It beats a steady rhythm
Thump...thump
Thump...thump
Thump
I try to look but see nothing
No moon
No stars
I try to listen but hear nothing
No birds
No wind
I realize that that is how life ends
A series of nothings
It is how my life ends
And I am nothing
Poetry by Rob Taylor
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Written on 2007-09-17 at 16:01
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