Exit Wounds

by cantchangeme   Feb 6, 2019

I’ve been nursing a dozen exit wounds
Ever since you entered the room
You came early, I left too soon
Broken windows where you used to loom

I’ve been searching for an excuse
To open that box I used to use
No other soft centre would I choose
Barely holding, feeling loose

You’ve been waiting, choking blind
To find another shadow to leave behind
Take the gold and remove the shine
The grey beneath is what is mine

A fear of falling that begins too late
Breathing beneath the grey we suffocate
In your eyes, our stars, our fate
A Supernova born by a crushing weight


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  • 1 year ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Your verses are brimming with intensity and a dismal anticipation of what will come... this is a powerful portrayal and that mention of "supernova" makes me think of something that we hold dear, our own potential to be great, yet collapsing under the weight of all we could be.

  • 1 year ago

    by DarkNDangerous

    This flowed so well for the rhyme scheme you chose. The emotion in this poem portrays so well. Great poem!