After the Decision Was Made.

reeferchief

Almost over,
he stumbles through the room
heart not quite broken
but no longer feeling
the love he once knew
the house a perfect mess
rubbish left discarded on the floor
three day old food turning moldy
on a plate left on the table
destroyed by his own indecisiveness
only time could have saved them
but time tore them apart
all he could now think of
was the love he once had
slumping into the corner
and feeling his consciousness start to go
how long before his rotting body is discovered?
he thinks without a care
nothing matters anymore
now the pills cabinet has been emptied.

chadwick

man i can smell that place and see it perfectly in my end..
it sure stinks and is so trashed..you did a great job here..
awesome..thanks..more please..

catefrances

when i read a lot of your stuff reefer, it ups the ante and makes me think and write deeper. and darker at times.

reeferchief

catefrances wrote:

when i read a lot of your stuff reefer, it ups the ante and makes me think and write deeper. and darker at times.

The same could be said for yours cate, I wrote this straight after reading your Jack poem.

catefrances

reeferchief wrote:

The same could be said for yours cate, I wrote this straight after reading your Jack poem.

not to get arrogant or anything but that thought did occur to me reefer.

chadwick

man i can smell that place and see it perfectly in my end..
it sure stinks and is so trashed..you did a great job here..
awesome..thanks..more please..

head or end..hmm..morning sleepy head eyes dude..