Pause
for dramatic effect?

there’s a shadow on the wall and it’s raining indoors again

it just doesn’t feel the same

inhale, exhale
still moving aimlessly through the stratosphere
so silent

this is death
like the footsteps on the sand which eventually fade
into nothing but memories
of yesterday’s heartbreak, yesterday’s dreams

it’s just a funeral for happier days
sunlight burning through stained glass windows
as she tastes the music on her tongue

(it’s too late to turn back now)

no rainbow in the sky today
just a charcoal stained sunrise
and the promise of more rain