My Cue To Fall Apart
The journey home seemed endless
People were still smiling
I wondered how and why
My broken heart
Was seeping out of me
Such was the pain I couldn't cry
I occupied myself
To numb out the first few hours
Somehow waiting for my cue
I cleaned the house
Until my hands bled
And bruised black and blue
The stinging seemed to help
I could see this pain
It felt real
Everything else
Was my body going into shock
This I couldn't feel
Still the birds were singing
The sky going about its business
Even today it wouldn't be grey
The world niggled me
Like an excited child
I just wanted it to go away
The wait seemed constant
You know its coming
But not sure when it will start
My heart is broken
And I am just waiting
For my cue to fall apart
Copyright © Jo Hayton | Year Posted 2009
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