Poetry

Denial

It didn’t happen.
I know she couldn’t have done it.
A sick feeling washes over,
As I’m ready to accept it.
But the thought still haunts me.
Thinking I know,
But I don’t know anything.
I knew she couldn’t have done it.
I screamed,
Nobody hears me,
My voice drowned out
as the sounds of sirens louden
Everyone’s looking for answers,
But nobody gets what they want.

 

Fleeting

The night life
And the city lights
Vague faces
And different places
The memory of forgetting
And forgetting the memories
The neon is fleeting
But my heart is still beating

overhead

The church bell ringing

As the snow falls down harder

Nobody plays now

As the sirens grow louder

And the planes fly overhead