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in this life...
by Ava Blu
it was when i took a second to catch my breath that
i realized you no longer looked my way.
i coughed harder on purpose, trying to make the sounds an avalanche might make before swallowing souls in its wake;
you did not hear me.
but i have become used to such things, they cause little to no pain now, rereading messages, re-reading poems we wrote together, re-
membering the destruction you put me though;
you did not hear me even then.
and now when the clouds part and the snow tumbles down like a tornado alongside a mountain,
i whisper only to myself about missed chances and re-
grets.
10/20/2026 Author's Note: ...or the next
Posted on 10/20/2026
Copyright © 2026 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 10/22/26 at 10:41 PM It seems so odd to me that I should log in for the first time in months and see that you have just posted something.
It is different than a younger you, as it should be. Still poignant, flowing, and never lacking that edge. |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 10/23/26 at 04:40 PM Yes. Sometimes it takes a while to see things as they are rather than seeing what is convenient or necessary to keep going. Yet more regrets to collect on our way through life. :) |
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