In this heart, you lie alone
Rotting and hurting from the deep wounds
That won’t travel any further
But adamant in its stance...
The journey that ended a few miles ago
Seems faded underneath a line of dust
Some words travel back and forth
As you sort them out into neat boxes
From a distance, the sun waves goodbye
As a gap opens up beneath the surface
A long lost memory restrains itself
From being remembered once again
Slumber that comes ever so sweetly
Transforms into a square bitter pill
Like routine, you suffer the harsh swallow
And disappear into the aorta that’s still beating...