Poetry | Loss

Chokin’ on the Blues

On a long road — waitin’ for tomorrow ​ ​ Through the shadows — you crawled on by ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​Then the clouds turned black ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​And the sky began to cry

The pain you left me — got me sinkin’ like a stone ​ ​ The ghosts of my memories — scream it’s time to pay the toll ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​Your vultures surround me ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ Then strike to steal my soul

Your devils tied and bound me ​ ​ ​​ Stirrin’ up your brew ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ They blind my eyes and drown me

​ ​ ​​​ ​​ ​​​ ​ ​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​ ​ ​​​ ​ Now I’m chokin’ on the blues

There’s a blood moon arisin’ — a gray owl stares me down ​ ​ ​​ I’m frozen in sorrow — when your wolves begin to howl ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ You splayed my heart open ​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​And left it beating on the ground

​ ​ ​​​ ​​ ​​​ ​ ​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​ ​ ​​​ ​Your blade has run me through

​ ​ ​​​ ​​ ​​​ ​ ​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​​ ​ ​​​ ​ ​Now I’m chokin’ on the blues

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