A Prison Outbreak

The sky was as blue as the only pair of eyes that I could never forget,

the ones I thought I knew a little too well.

So stunned by them that not once did I look past the beautiful azure and notice the

ocean of dark secrets that were held back by strong, grilled bars-

saturated with the most beautiful smiles and charismatic laughs.

But soon enough, the bars rusted, and those wild, black waves

took over every single tint of blue that he'd ever had to work for.

And like they say, the sky has no limits.

Well, nor did those toxic gallons of what his pure misty soul comprised of, have any boundaries of causing casualties.

I exploded into a million salty tears and sunk into what was left of me

while he quietly reconstructed his bars- a little more twisted and stronger,

and drifted away to poison another white soul just to leave her

to pick up the pieces of his grenade.

Picture by: Gagan Deep