i felt dreams dripping away
how i felt the dream for a
day that lasted years.
i still recall the taste of
my own voice laughing for
pure joy knowing deep love.
until it was ripped away.
you can make this go away
you can make this all go away
until it went away.
I still feel the deep pain
of losing everything.
How i still wish something
i can never have…
and now the colors are gone
how love made it go away
how love made me a loser
living scraping inside my head
until i don’t want life any more:
words. spaces. paragraphs
love, inside my head. regardless of
academic structure i want
what i can never have
and those things i lost sting and
break apart this poetic heart.
Tell me: you can make this all
go away so make it all go away
/die\ become a ghost instead
someone who lives upon this Earth.
You walk across my living grave.
:: 03.17.2022 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 