heycatlin
the evidence is there, etched in fine white lines across my skin
faint and full of shame
but evidence of what?
a sorrow that was likely never there?
a wandering mind, poisoned by boredom?
not a cry for attention
no
hell no
anything but that
hide it away again
the evidence
shameful evidence
but why did i put it there in the first place?
i was happy
once upon a time
now i'm out in the rain-
how cliche!-
face pressed against the glass
staring in at a life formerly loved
my breath fogs up the glass as i weep
depression
our relationship was much like the cigarette that rested between his fingers
he sparked it
sucked the vitality from me
'til I was nothing but ash
then he crushed me into the pavement
I never liked the way the smell of smoke clung to my hair.
she stood outside
hood up
watching her breath in the cold rainy air
where was he?
another puff as she sighed
nothing new
what did she expect?
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