Ashes and Echoes

Ashes and Echoes

You came like thunder,
But left like steam.
You sold me forever,
Then stole the dream.
You said I mattered,
Then turned to mist—
Now all that’s left
Is what I missed.

Ashes and echoes, that’s all you gave,
Smiles that stung, love I had to save.
You were sugar laced with spite,
Gone by morning, sweet at night.
You burned it down, then played the ghost—
Now I drink to what I hate most.
Ashes and echoes, cold and low—
You gave me bitter,
Now that’s what I know.

You wrote me poems
With poisoned ink.
You made me float
Just so I’d sink.
You were the silence
In every call,
The slowest kind
Of sudden fall.

Ashes and echoes, your final gift,
A heart you cracked, then let it drift.
You dressed love in a velvet lie,
And vanished right before goodbye.
No tear, no fight, just slow decay—
I watched it rot, you walked away.
Ashes and echoes, that’s your show—
You gave me bitter,
And now I know.

I don’t want peace, I don’t want grace,
I want the truth to wear your face.
So when they ask what love has done—
I’ll say: it scorched,
Then called it fun.

Ashes and echoes, I breathe them in,
Taste the loss beneath my skin.
You wrote your name in shadow tones—
Now I build walls
With what you’ve thrown.
No more sweet, no place to go—
You gave me bitter.
And now I glow.