Breaking

Head twisted in an

upside down grin

below chin

crumbled under my skin

nails in palms

of apricot talks

now

impossible looking

HIM

the face of bitter

went wrong

two silent keepers

dying

am I

us?

the reckless

young ones

kissed by gin late nights

broke my chest

stringscapes deep

in a promise

never kept

forgiving

wet puddles in my eyes

now how it was meant

you made me feel

like nothing

sipping on my wine

wishing the time

was stale

when it is

too late.