‘Just a kind word’, I begged him to say
His silence that ricocheted back to my ears
And heart and eyes sliced through me
I was diced in every which way.
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Suffocation
At times it feels as though I have too much love to give, that my heart has limitless boundaries, when the irony is, the endless oceans are trashed with discarded plastic that suffocates my every breath.
Wicked
“Don’t leave me”, I whispered as I clung
To him, my desperation a rotten disgusting
Odor that turned him away even more.
“What do you expect”, my accusing cruel
Mind taunted back at me. Everyone you
Ever loved were never able to love you
Back. And those that truly love you, you
Are destined to never love. You are that
Wicked.
Abandoned
“Please love me”, I wanted to cry when
You walked away and did not
Glance back at where I was
Standing, naked and alone.
My tears – an avalanche of
Saltwater – pooled around my
Aching heart, and before I knew
It, and before I could even attempt
To stop or control it, I yielded to my
Pain. I lay down and sobbed.
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