In A Thousand Years (poetry)
Tear drops shatter-
like broken shards of glass.
My heart ceases to beat-
beneath the misery.
The somber raven-
pecks at my soul.
My very core-
is numb with your lies.
The charred embers-
of all that we were.
In a thousand years-
my apocalyptic sun won’t matter.
In a thousand years-
we won’t even be a memory.
In a thousand years-
your betrayal won’t sting.
In a thousand years-
I will finally be free.
