Poems from alexvecchio
8 AM
The road is closed.
Cars come to a halt.
I hear angry drivers watching, cursing me,
But what happened wasn’t my fault.
I’m sorry...
There’s a silence in her voice, and there’s a storm within her eyes,
She’s been loved and she’s been lost amongst the bruising of her heart...
I laid down in the dark,
Strapped in a jacket on my bed,
With orange-bottled pills
To keep the voices from my head.
But in the depth of...
Today is her first birthday
On the twenty-first of May.
She looks beautiful on a 3x5,
But I’m a million miles away.
I’m a million miles...