L- Aftermath

picking up the pieces
pictures on the floor
crumpled bed sheets
spilled blood

trying to wake up in the morning
drinking my third cup of coffee
looking out the window into dawn darkness
trying to motivate myself to wake up

taking a shower
the steam hits my head
I sneeze

I put my clothes on
cry the last tears of the past night
wipe them from my face
and head to work with a fake smile
I found hanging in my closet
next to my pants