Shallow

Dragging his shadow into the wilderness

 His thirst grew stronger and stronger.

 The veins of his arms filled up with her scent

  His tortured body aching with every move

 He turned to look at the house one last time

 The windows covered in memories

 What should have been minutes seemed to go on for ever?

The sleeve of his jacket covered in red stains

 What will I do?

 These thoughts filling his mind

 Walking past snow covered pine trees

 A happy occasion for most

 Silence biting through him

 His eyes widen with every move

 The sky so clear

 Blue crystals hanging on the trees reflecting his identity

 Masked by a hat and scarf wine and yellow lines patterned on them

 Crying nature roaring out to one another

 Messengers of the wild

 His heart felt the dagger

 Isolation brought sadness

 As he leaned against the road to freedom

Statues of that first day they met caught his eye

 A simple heart with each other’s initial captured within

 Caged by beauty

 Standing alone now

 No one to guide him on his journey

 A breath fell from his lips

 As the sirens passed by him

He lay in an unmarked grave

The red stained sleeves catching the light.