Combustion

A dry rotten shell of a man exposed to love, crumbles beneath the  
weight of its abandonment. Screaming from his chest the essence of  
salvation as fragment of the man he once was fills the air.  
Worn and tatter he bleeds her scent from his pores, cursing the  
arrow that teasingly pierced his fragile heart,and left his spirit  
wandering aimlessly within a darken room where love once linger .  
 
Now only a remainder of what once was cakes the floor and  
Love dead skin clogged sinuses as his unexpandable lungs inhaled regret  
toxic breath..His mouth open but pain arrest cries as nails claws at  
hard wood floors, and tears feed hate dust mites as his chest cave  
inside of self and left love flu festering inside his heart...  
   
 
His soul listened as his screams became nothing but loves illusion  
bouncing off walls, pale and naked he yells until his voice was but  
a cracked whisper...Pleading with love to breathe life back into his  
brittle bones, before all that's left of him is nothing but the residue  
of his knees imprints on this hardwood floors, and small particles of  
his heart floating like hope in this damp and frigid air...Leaving love  
 but a distant reflection as his being evaporates into the stale and thin air  
 of what once was ..