I tore myself open for you,
You crawled right in.
No caution. No whispers.
Warning signs ignored.
Nausea now taking up my organs,
Heaving the regret you gave me.
The regret I let happen, all alone.
This sickness will eat me alive now,
I bid you leave.
Leave me.
It's easier to imagine you never existed.
A story I just read in a book.
I will bury it in the deepest, darkest shelf.
Never return to a vanishing soul,
That will not fight
For the heart you have already given.
You crawled right in.
No caution. No whispers.
Warning signs ignored.
Nausea now taking up my organs,
Heaving the regret you gave me.
The regret I let happen, all alone.
This sickness will eat me alive now,
I bid you leave.
Leave me.
It's easier to imagine you never existed.
A story I just read in a book.
I will bury it in the deepest, darkest shelf.
Never return to a vanishing soul,
That will not fight
For the heart you have already given.
3 comments:
ohhhh... one day I asked my gf to read your write-ups. The way a gal communicates her love.. her desire. And I know when people become an identity from a name. All the best for your future.
You write so beautifully, and this is exactly how I'm feeling at the moment. You capture feelings so well. Thank you for writing this!
Thank you for reading this! it's an honour!
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