Multi-Effing. (Not Appropriate Title) Poem by Dakota Ellerton

To be second in your heart,
is a pain most shattering.
You'd always told me,
I was your first love.
That love couldn't have ment much,
if you'd sleep with someone else.
You pulled down my walls before you left,
shattering all the fragiles.
You've left a scar on my body,
that will never fade away.
Tears that will never end,
fear that will never stop.
How could I even contemplate your embrace.
It's so familiar,
but not very safe.
You can't spell Familiar,
without liar.
That's all you are now,
is familiar.
I have such a challenge when it comes to change.
Still you'd push these thoughts on me,
these ideas.
Still you'd pretend.
'I dont know what I want'.
No need to worry,
I've already left.

There's a picture for my poem, along with a few others.

http: //poeticdistortion.tumblr.com/post/6976062254/multi-fucking