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The Fourth Of July
Free on the Fourth of July, fireworks are so silent in comparison to my screaming sobs, as the tether is cut, never to be connected again, and I worry that my heart will forget to beat without you there to remind her. I was free, but I didn’t feel like it, because my bed was…
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Survivor’s Guilt
The party is over. I pass you a glass of cold water, but you don’t even feel it as it finds it’s way down your throat. I hold onto it as you drink, because your hands are shaking. I know what that faraway stare means. I know you go somewhere else, to hide from the…
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Cat
Yellow eyes in the moonlight,passing by my pained form,laid out across my front lawn,surrounded by streetlights and the cool night’s air.Little cat plays it cool,padding and purring,nuzzling into my neck,as if I’m dead and gone,a stare of surprise when I smile at her affection,and she knows that I live on.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 