Visions of you flash behind these droopy eyes
Moments when the world didn’t matter at all
Nothing existed outside of you
And me
Memories filtered with the color of regret
Stained by the hands of time
Orphaned
As the wreckage of broken dreams crash all around me
The whiskey turns in my stomach
Revolted by the color of your hair
Sickened by the look on your face
Disgusted by the way I broke you
And through it all I can see you
Smiling
Smiling as you look up at me
Innocent of the storm
Free from blame
Just a sacrificial lamb led astray
A martyr for my pain
Now but a ghost to me
Nightmares all that remain
Illustration credit: Maya Willis 2016