For a memory...

THE PROMISE

11^th.november.2014

for J. M. Mundy

How can I explain this blood falling from me

coagulating on the page

did I forget my memories with your heart?

words leading nowhere but to black walls

we were a story

incomplete, sentenced to regret,

under darkness

under rain

I swallow tears in shallow intervals

blinded by the demon that was your face,

journal of love dressed in lies

promises grit and thrash after your fashion

friendship attempts threads to renewal

hidden in mazes and labyrinths

of a city built of mist, painted in sadness

friendship without guide,

how can I then explain my gifts given in a kiss

I cant, their goodness thrown down drains of a flooded street

drowning our name

that was once the same…