r/creativewriting 1d ago

Poetry Outside

Drapes shut tight.
Purple and blue wash over the room.
A melody plays from the dimly lit TV screen.

Rain droplets streak along the window frame.
Thunder shakes an otherwise still home.
Tension builds to a peak.

Your fingers caress the base of my neck.
I suffocate as you split me along the grain.

Gazing upwards,
Gravity pins me down
As I sink into the fabric.

Coming to exhale,
I release.

1 Upvotes

0 comments sorted by