Reminders

It is me going out after surgery
Toe bandaged up, and heart in pieces.
I can taste nothing,
Nothing but the sweet taste of blood, running into my mouth.
Standing in the mirror looking at my self,
I close the door, and just cry.
Maybe someday I will lure you from the heavens
And the clouds that lay so high above
To enjoy the autumn nights with me.
I begin to taste the salt water trickling in my mouth.
But I am not crying,
And I will - will myself to believe that I'm not.
It is a scene painted by none other - than yours truly.
My face turning a color red,
Like the amber highlights on the trees
Nothing but hopelessness, is controlling me and my thoughts.
And the sun is shooting cool - letting the night know I'm lonely.
I wipe my tears from my eyes as the night draws long,
But the white salty residue is left behind as a permanent reminder.
Of the night, after you.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2002