Shaded Heart

The sun turns to grey
and my shaded heart to gold
when you flash a smile.

I am the shadow
cast on that thin silver thread,
if only briefly.

Dragonfly circles around my head at night.
She rides the cool morning breeze
to show me places I’ve only dreamed possible.
Her back burns a cerulean blue
and her nose leads with a silver diamond.
A hundred copper eyes reflect her one true soul
and sees my gray heart in six-hundred ways.
To catch her is futile; all I can do is lie still
and let her grace my bed until the westerly wind blows.

A violet sun shines deeply
revealing a heart of grey
that trades alcohol for oxygen
and chemicals for this blue blood.

Sadness marks my every breath,
and my seared lips speak only fear.
Blackened thoughts fill my mind;
these swollen eyes shed hope.

My skin knows no lover’s touch
and no siren songs ring these ears.
A dull moon rises in an empty sky,
signaling now the final hour.

My darkest hour was barely grey
compared to your incessant dismay.
I tried to help but you wouldn’t speak.
That fateful hour, your life so bleak.

You run away and still I follow.
You realize your life so hollow.
I wish I’d been there in your life
before you took that silver knife.

You took your own by my side.
The pain I felt I can’t confide.
I only hoped it was a dream.
I could not stop the bleeding seam.

When you died, so did I.
I did not realize my demise.
I follow you now to your grave,
for without you, there is no shade.

In the shade of night
You hide amidst the trees
Broken from a passing thought
That never left your mind

The lifeless colour of grey and black
Haunt me like a photograph
A story behind our stilled result
With inanimate emotion swirled

The colourless stain of blood
From a heart broken with tears
Left open and cold for all
Screaming for a soothing hand

A lighted array of thought
Tainted with insecurity and desire
Of that love I once felt
That I sent but never received