After

Now that I've left you behind, the world will open up like a flower around me.

All of the hidden glances of those I've missed,

Will suddenly be visible to me again and life will burst into colour.

I hope.

But not yet.

First I am condemned to sit in the fallen petals of my wilted heart, wading through withered thoughts of you

And the greyness that mires my mind.


I can't shake this discomfort that follows me everywhere

My stomach is perpetually clenched

And my soul is weighted

Through the broken hopes of what can never be.

Reviews

[Gee]

I like this.
Knowing that what is to come will be better than what has passed but having to deal with the fall out first.
Relationships eh, gotta deal with the shite or become a hermit:)