AS I WATCH IT FALL
by Suze Lefey/Suzette Lee

I watch the star-studded shadows fall,
they gleam without a sense of pride,
and there within the starlit sense,
i've sensed it once - and i know to hide.

Hide from my crooked fear and tenacity,
plough through the different stares,
and find one suitable to watch me,
not distress me with the future dares.

I cannot afford to feel the pain again,
for it has deeply wounded my chest,
the massive gash that bleeds a red,
a crimson ink of blatant interest.

Did I write this red-inked poem,
on my bloodied chest of pain unfree?
An answer only I cannot answer,
so falsity can take over and dive into me.

My heart has broken into the millionth,
the millionth piece of shattered mirror,
that fine toothed combs cannot perceive,
where all I've done is watch in terror.

The gleaming crest of limp and dragging,
piercing lights that gleam overhead,
they blind my sense of onward forbidding,
and so then, only then do I dread.

Dodge the bullets of a chance,
and hide yourself in fear and brokenness,
only to be hidden in the depths of dark,
where all you can find is wistful bitterness.

My blood is simply aching with a burn,
and desires the feel and know of all,
to see what I have never felt,
but only gave and watched it fall.

For I have seen so many hearts,
their gleaming centered cores,
so broken and so shattered -
by the multitude of heartbreak, we ignore.

Mine has fallen, fallen deep into a well,
and maybe then I've felt the spirit of me adhere,
to the lasting soul of humanity I've left,
but perhaps it was only in the midst of death's fear.

I watched a million shattered hearts,
go willingly down the drain...
Some fought, some tore, some cried.
But in the end, we break, all the same.