See how useless your “I love you” is today
I have found peace in the gloom of the storm
Because of you
I no more like the taste of sunshine
I told you I loved you yesterday
It didn’t matter to you
You were deaf
Now you are dead. To me.
I am not a lover
I am not bitter
Just a soul who is still growing
My smile is a colourful defiance
It is a chisel busy at work in the rain
Chipping off the dirt of misery
Sculpting beauty from loss
You did this
So thank you
For thinking I’d forever lay here silently
The carpet your majesty trods on
Parading whatever goodness the world wants to see
Swept off your feet!
Look at the time you choose to fall
You are late!
The floor is bare
Where my prints used to be
I am not happy
And that gives me so much joy!