Elizabeth Tyease Collins
Begging. - Poem by Elizabeth Tyease Collins
When I reached my heart to you it was severed in two,
and as much as I'm bleeding here tonight I couldn't
see it without you.
Yes I've tried to deal with words that damaged
left me naked with my own control
but to live this life without you?
I promise I won't let you go.
Pounce on me and pound on me
shoot me in the heart with a gun
set fire to all my dreams that I once dreamed but
are now forgotten like before.
Kill me and decapitate me,
spread my pieces all over the floor,
but don't tell me that you don't love me,
but that you love her more.
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