Love Is Pain
Breaking their fists
Against these solid walls
Piercing her heart
His lover falls
Taking little sips
Eventually he cannot walk
His heart turns cold
But the gin still warm
When he is alone
This man cries
Because sometime ago
He was by his lover's side
It is noon
But he is still asleep
It is dawn
He wished it was a dream.
Then he drew up a line
Like fish on a hook
He was caught up in the sky
The trees shook,
and he was no longer alive.
Copyright © Emmanuel Odame | Year Posted 2023
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