The heart of the home
Painted red with your pain
However will I set foot in there
My steps so careful
As to not tread on where once you lay
I found you a different person
Strength sapped
Your weakness soaked
Into the once bright carpet
Now forever stained
With the memory of helplessness
I freeze as my shadow
Takes your form
Slumped in the shape of birth
On the verge of death
Your character so wasted
I watched as you drain it away
Never will I let a promise fade
No stronger then you am I?
If anything weaker
Less experience, new to loss
And pain and hate
Desire to move on
In you, desire to end
Stay on the page
Create your own ending
Instead of awaiting a future
To see where it goes
You chose to end it
End it alone
My abandoned heart will never forgive
Why would you remove me from your life at this time
See more of Phillip Knight's poetry and upcoming releases at Fishbowl Publishing