Authors Note:
Some random thoughts I had to write down one night about Jack and Elizabeth.
I don't write poetry very often, so tell me what you think.
Please review.
Thanks mates!
Toxic
The shadows that lie within my heart seem to cut me to the bone.
The pain that lies within my skin, struggles to find its way to the surface.
Did I know of this then?
If I had known, the sorrow within my heart would not be clogged but set free, as free as he used to be.
Parts of my body I now consider venomous and toxic.
My lips have lost their desire to touch anything but his lips,
my hands are engraved with the blood that I have caused him to shed.
My eyes burn, not only from the desert sun, but because my eyes were the last vision upon his.
Alas, my eyes shed tears.
The salt from my tears are so concentrated that I feel as though I am surrounded by the ocean and its powerful waves that once reunited us.
I used to laugh, but now even my laugh has become silenced.
I have become my own worst enemy.
I have become toxic.