Church
The boy from yesterday
comes here and there
not sure where he is going
or where his path leads to...
I look at the pictures from old times
where his eyes where so different
he never liked what I wrote
while his words were black birds to me...
The fall was hard
the origin of all pain
my arms were open
when I still had them...
what I see now is not the same
I don't know who I am anymore
does he know what he ever wanted?
is he lost in a weird fog?
I know I once loved him dearly
now all is so vague
I walk the streets of my life
searching for the answers I'll never get...
I listen to some music
while I cook my meals
a tear falls to my nose
and wakes me up from the dream...
Such distance between us both,
did it have to be this way?
I remember when we sang the same song
down there in the bay...
If there was a church around
I would go to pray
no to the lord I once met
cuz that one doesn't reply...
I just need the solitude
of an empty space
where the pieces of my broken heart
I can sew together again.
Jessica
Copyright © Jessica Carrasco | Year Posted 2024
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