Dead To You Poem by Hannah Barham

'I'll be fine
I know I will
I always am.'
The biggest lie.
I'm hooked on you.
Your presence like a drug
but every time I take a hit
it poisons my heart
a little more.

I come another inch
towards death
or acceptance?
Because if my heart
is dead to you
it's alive to
anyone else
who comes my way.

Kill me more
because I will love
someone who loves me
if I am dead to you.

But dying is painful
the hit, the exposure
jolts my heart;
it gallops and I
feel faint.
I fall.

You're never there to catch me.