Worn out

I once wore this coat

It once covered my soul

You once made me see nothing

But your world and your words

Only lately 

I am not sure anymore

You seem to be there

And i still feel cold

Somehow it's still raining

Sometimes i just run out

When you least expect it

Because i can't feel cold anymore

Worn out with holes everywhere

You notice so little

Assume too much

So tonight i took off the coat

To look at it once more

The white wool is slowly withering

I am slowly dimming out

Maybe i need to think things over

Maybe its not working

I need time to gain perspective

Just whatever you do

Don't come close 

Something feels wrong about those sleeves

Your eyes don't shine like they once did

Your greetings are empty

I no longer see a smile

You no longer hug from far

The buttons all fell out

You don't smell like my own

Not anymore

The label assumes care

100 percent truth 

I think it was all a lie

Nothing genuine about this fabric

When you take out your knife

Stabbing at the lines tearing out the back

You once used to be real

It filled the air

You took off the lavender 

By our door

The calendar days you rip so hard

Your thoughts have become dark

Lost in this oversize

You stretched out the sleeves too thin

You once held me so well

Without touching me 

Something went wrong

I no longer know this person

I no longer know you

Screaming in a microphone

Please go 

Reviews

[Echoes of Eros]

With each profound line the words felt colder, the fabric worn thin and frail, the soul aching in the growing emptiness. Nothing is more painful than love grown cold. One's entire being becomes winter. xo

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the story in the poem. You gave glimpses of places and thoughts. You allowed the reader to feel the journey and the emotions. I liked the flow of thoughts leading to strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[B]

The joy of loving a lie
It's magical I tell you

Thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear poet.