Time we all live by

You never knew how I felt.
Two ghosts sieved
through the air,
your translucent hand
grasped my body felt nothing.
The noose around your neck;
tied by your own hands
hung your future on a dream,
destined to fade.
Your shadowed mouth
mimed the final words;
‘I’m sorry.’

My body flashed like Rome,
mighty and eternal,
my foundations gradually
collapsed into themselves.
When your silhouette reappeared,
worn torn- your broken mouth
hurled blood stained words at me.
Spat lies to cover the ass of more lies.
Lining up like a legion of inked demons,
shamed and waiting for the darkness
to conceal them.

But time couldn’t heal
the fracture lines of our love.
Whenever the earth shakes
it reminds me of your hand
grasping mine, not ready to let go.