Burnout Love

Burnout Love

You 
an unlit fire,
a blinking traffic light,
a forest without trees,
a you without me
two years in a desert
without food or drink.
I wander alone,
there is no other choice.

You gave me a reason to fly
far from the nest
falling until i find my wings
and soar north with you to heaven

then left me in the barren air
a sparrow with new found wings
arms flapping like a lost child.
You took flight toward the sun,
and I am there free falling
but that's not the end of our story.

Years from now
you are smiling at the face in front of you,
my face, but I don't recognize her.
She is a version of me that I have never met,
what once was me has changed,
is changing,
is no longer who I really am
and it's all my fault,
allowing you to take away my flesh and skin
replacing it with a wooden mask,
the mask of comedy,
hiding the tragedy that really exists.

But that's not how our story ends,
it ends with a burnout,
a raging fire,
uncontrollable.

You with your fists banging on walls,
Me against the closed door,
blue tears streaming down eyes.
You leaving to catch a breath of fresh air,
and by morning I'm already gone.
Bags packed, car no longer stalled;
I find a new joy,
one without you,
your burnout love.

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

Blue tears? Sounds good. I`ve always read `bout "blue eyes" ..haven`t heard `bout blue drops of tears. Well sounds pretty nice. It`s good... representing the layers of oceanic beach sea-lands. Well, the love`s capricious & I think, this poem has proved it .. especially the ending of the piece`s reflecting the pieces of variable love. My fav. line: "a forest without trees" Liked it. Nice flow of ink!

[Regina K. Pride]

The blue tears was sort of a play on words... like the color of sadness is blue, and crying. Glad you enjoyed that.