you told me more
MORE
more was all you wished of me
you made me believe
that dipping bags of random herbs
was my exact cup of tea
I wept weakness
and guilt
let it leave my body
I said again
with a smile so proud and pained
you are not my remedy
you gritted your teeth
ground your own gears
set fire to your own backyard
you named me faults
plagued me with the name Bad Luck
with vicious regard
I was weightless
motionless
there was nothing now weighing me down
I soaked my pillow
begged God for mercy
and awoke with a crown
you dyed your hair
I'm better off without you
than you are without my love
you pushed your bottom lip out
nose turned up
refusing to reckon with hereinabove
I can breathe again
I can live now
I now know I can survive the flames of a male shrew
you could not have stopped me
even when it was eagerly yearned
but my smile never faltered, even when I miss you
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Effusive Verbosity
PoetryI have trouble with being succinct, or rather lack being succinct at all. Poetry doesn't come naturally to me, not usually anyway. In fact, I'd rather indulge myself in writing a novel, but there are thoughts in my head and feelings in my heart that...
