The door to you was suddenly closed.
The street had became a thin line
but is now a country in between us.
The pink air surrounding became grey fog
and I just don’t get it.
Expect the unexpected dammit..
Running and crawling underneath my fingernails
to the mascara on my eyelashes
and tears falling from those
taking me to the deep dark waterfall of sorrow
and pain..
I’ve been there before and say hello to the grey rocks
who are laughing with my face.
My face carved in pain
and a bloody scar splitting my lips,
I could say so much but it doesn’t make sense.
I’m lost
gone
where will I end?