rerun

grief works the graveyard shift, torturing me with my happiest memories 
the ceiling, my silver screen for the night
reminding me of what I once had, taunting me with what will never again be
this  finite cache of joyful moments playing on repeat, sending waves of ache through my heart as I resign myself to the knowing
that this is all I have left of you
just one, singular reel of scenes which I will project on loop for a lifetime
a pilot episode of a canceled show
miles and miles of empty frames left barren on the film roll
my mind will write you a thousand endings more deserving, and my heart will choose a favorite 
that is where I will hold you
in a false memory of my own creation, a story epic and worthy of who I alone knew you to be 
I’ve been writing poetry my whole life but only just recently began publishing my works publicly. I, like all poets, find deep catharsis and freedom in the process of exploring human emotions through the medium of poetry.
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