lost in thought

pain to touch

wandering feet

washed up shore lost

caught in the headlights

where am I?

Parallel roads meet.

I thought I had you

in my palm wrapped

like

the skin tight dress she wore

I saw you

I felt you

I lost you.

Disturbed reality

of perpetual feelings

against the cold hard ground

lying parallel

screaming claws pounding at my

heart.

Those scratches tugged at the heart we

shared.

A glance up

the glaring menace

of footsteps matching

An angel

falling parallel

the thorns rip at his head

it is done.

But where do I go

you were my way

Wondering which version

of you I would

see in

my dreams

tonight.

Cold marble

Wrapped tightly

bleeding roses

out of reach, out of touch

parallel we must

forever stay. ||

*Please note that this poem is written by me and does not necessarily represent my Personal experiences or that of anyone else. I would appreciate comments of personal inquiries and bold opinions to be refrained from being posted. *

Thank you all for your support. xoxo Jen.