'This isn't the way I wanted it! ' <br /> <br />He threw the rock in his hand into the distance. <br />He watched with a quiet anger as the rock <br />Got swallowed whole by the fading golden horizon. <br />No, this wasn't how he wanted it, <br />But there was no way he could've changed it. <br /> <br />The weight on his mind felt too much to bear. <br />All he could do was collapse onto the sand <br />And curl himself up, closing his eyes, <br />Wishing that the next time he opened his eyes, <br />Things would be different. <br />Wishing that she'd be there, <br />Looking at him, smiling. <br /> <br />Walking towards him, <br />Slowly placing her hand <br />On her shoulder, <br />Asking what's wrong. <br /> <br />But alas, he knew that was just wishful thinking. <br />His reluctant tears revealed a tortured soul <br />Unwilling to open his eyes and face the world, <br />His clenching fists revealed a man filled <br />With anger and spite, mostly at himself. <br />This was all his fault, he knew that fact well enough. <br />He learned that the hard way. <br /> <br />The cigarette butt in his other hand <br />Was crumbling into black ashes. <br />He didn't smoke, the cigarette wasn't his. <br />The glow on this one has faded a long time ago. <br />It has glowed slowly into ashes, <br />Never to glow again. <br /> <br />Immense melancholy blanketed his heart, <br />The rolling tears growing stale. <br />Eyes red he wiped his tears away. <br />Whatever becomes of him after this, <br />It was his to decide.<br /><br />Jay M. Johar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-ashes/
