Death
Death
The only one who has broken my Heart more than any other.
The visitor that evades me, but leads me on more than any Lover.
The kiss that I’ve begged for, went to lengths for, only to be teased
And awakened from, made a fool of, promised cold touch and release.
No. Each time we meet, I feel the shattered heart you left me with-
Ripped from my chest, threaded shards with icy breath begin to stitch
How much more do I have left to take? My hollow chest is tearing, gaping-
Death whispers “At least one more piece of your heart I’ll be taking”
Here I am, once more, feeling every emotion, missing those that have gone.
Broken. Empty. Alone.
KTupua
December 2023