Built and Broken
Once a thriving house.
Tall jade grass flowing in the worlds breathing,
Our passion and love shining through a diamond toughened, crystal clear window.
Through the storms and ravaging disasters it stood.
Unnoticed went each piece that tore off,
Each hidden at night and dispersed in day.
Our footprints embedded in the path,
Never a step outside the tattered gate.
Darkness loomed,
Time sped by.
Our thoughts driving the rain and thunder,
Lightning striked.
The grass now burnt to ash,
Hard and disgusted dirt lay around us.
Our time a yanked thread.
The window now shattered and pieces lay beyond our peripherals.
We lay separated, our bed now torn and slashed.
Slowly 2 falls to 1.
I sit alone in a fallen hope.
Depression and desperation my only companion.
With cut hands I place each brick back into place,
Each glass shard glued.
Another storm you bring along,
Demolishing everything.
Only thing left is a grave and grim remembrance.
My life was my death,
And now I lay deeper and farther from you,
An empty casket and a hollowed heart full of regret and despair.
Copyright © Marek Stryker | Year Posted 2019
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