What Emotion Does to the Human Soul

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you smiled your devious smile and took a step back from the mess you had made. what remained of our world- my world. not yours anymore. love had obliterated your mind with impossibilities of us and hate had replaced it. entrapped with yourself you danced to my side where I lay bleeding out our days. our months- years. I was emptied to the point where I was a hollow shell with nothing but swollen lips unkissed and my barren arms. you were a part of me. you had filled me! from my illiteracy to my end. this end. I smile at you through my hollow eyes and inhale sharply, gasping in my last breaths, still shaky. I move my hand to clench my heart in my skinny fingers and I squeeze my shrunken eyes to embrace the little movement of my heart; I am alive. maybe for a short while longer. you smile apologetically and say: "don't worry, darling." I close my eyes knowing it's almost over. I smile, wanting my last emotion to be content, giving relief to mourners knowing that my pain was minimal and I was later down peacefully. he puts his sneaker up to my chest and I brace for the worst, only to evaporate into the atmosphere. I was nothing. nothing.

-K.R.

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