Lost in the unseen #Poem by Olivia Mendez

The rain falls sideways,
reflecting slant of memories,
sharp edges of regret.
You, a ghost ship on a sea of sand,
a phantom limb, a debt I can't repay.
The moon, a broken clock face,
ticks off the hours
in a language I don't know.
We built our castle on quicksand's embrace,
now the tides are high, and I watch it go.
A flock of crows circles
overhead, each one
a whisper of your name.
The air is thick with words unsaid,
a silent, suffocating game.
And in the distance,
a siren wails, a mournful song
for what we might have been,
While my heart, a caged bird,
forever trails the scent of you,
lost in the unseen.