From the third person looking in, she wallows in the day.
He wanders the earth jumping back and forward,
Not knowing he’s jumping over her.
From the third person looking in, another catches his eye.
It won't last long, but it’s enough,
To push her over the edge.
Looking in, horizontal marks on her limbs.
He sees the pain and knows it’s there,
But its “not his burden to carry”.
From the third person looking in, a friend is lost, one is shunned, and another guilty of all.
Flowers around them wilting; lost like her.
Too bad the third person is me.
Rodric Anthony from Peoria, Arizona on January 08, 2019:
I read this. I did not have a great comment to make because this was too deep for me, but I wanted you to know I read it. I assume it is about a break up due to cheating and an attempt to end life? I thought it a very deep poem.
Adam Mason from Melbourne, Australia on January 08, 2019:
Very creative. Don't let anyone bring you down. Those marks can be a reminder of what you value in life. You are beautiful and insightful. I have scars on my limbs as well. I was contemplating getting it tattooed to cover it up but I changed my mind. It's a reminder of where I once was. This poem is so insightful. Another catches his eye because he doesn't value the meaningful things. I like your brain your a thinker :)
John Hansen from Queensland Australia on January 07, 2019:
This is very well-written and very sad. I like the different perspective of the "third person looking in."