Bitter reasoning
Hanging on the wall
Of what was my mirror
And reflection of hope
Is shattered along the floor
Of your desolate apartment.

I wanted to cry
And watch my tears
Flow into a beautiful
River,
Hoping I could make
Something peaceful
For once.

Without this hope
Flourishing
I resorted to my sheets
And covers
As a final
And last resort.
I fell above the mattress
And whispered your name
In regret and remorse.

Maybe I will wake
From this peaceful
Sleep,
That I could never create
Myself.
Maybe I will love you again
And fade away along
My laundry line
And wish this was
Finally the last
Time.
 
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