How did so much come to nothing
Leaving just an empty space
When everything was over
And there were no truths left to face
Just aching walls of silence
With a window to the past
Highlights where it all went wrong
And where we tried to make it last
It’s almost like a crime scene, now
Missing just a chalked-up outline
To represent the bodies
Who we were before the fault line
Came crashing down around us
Like a plane we couldn’t fly
Or an ocean bent on flooding
Every dream we held inside
I look around that empty room
Deep inside my soul
To remind myself of all I’ve lost
Before I turn to go
There’s nothing left in there for me
It’s time to lock the door
And leave behind the memories
Of who I was before
That one brief shining moment
Those too few wonderous years
That were only just a fairytale
There’s no happy ending, here.
~Mandy KocsisĀ©2023~
I enjoyed reading this poem. The flow of the poem was very nice. Thanks for writing.