we create chaos,
glass shatters in the sight
of our hands held,
gales scratch our windows
when your skin touches mine,
swollen bruises
caused by hostile heartbeats.

You are gone,
the door slammed shut,
after that loud thump
quiet ensues.

Among the debris
of a broken home

within me I find peace.


Inspired by the Daily Prompt: Bliss

If you have enjoyed this poem, you should read more About Me. You could also get informed about my poetry book, The A to Z of You and Me which is available on Amazon and Kindle.


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