Do me a final favor
and take my love with you
when you go
(pry it from my chest
God knows you have already
done enough damage)
and save me from
this heartbreak
(it is as if my bones
have an obelus
carved into them)
Do me a final favor
an take back your poisonous words
(I can feel the toxin
flowing through the cracks
of my soul
and no amount of gold or diamonds
can replace the blackness
in my veins)
Do me a final favor
and pull out the glass shards
embedded into my flesh
(the damage
you have caused
is slowly killing me
from the inside)
Do me a final favor
and turn around
when you walk away
so you can memorize me
one last time
(you will forever
have a piece of me
entombed
into the fissures
of your skin)