Piercing Manipulations - Poem by Dakota Ellerton
I turn over, to an empty bed.
I sleep alone tonight.
I can still smell you beside me.
I can still feel you.
Conflicted, I smile and giggle,
remembering what we did in this spot only a few nights ago.
You ran your fingers through my hair,
and told me you were a sad banana, that needed a happy apple.
I turn back over, and my smile fades away.
I'm not going to see you again am I,
I'm not going to laugh with you,
I'm not going to love you.
Nothing has been harder,
then the years at hand.
My heart feels more suicidal,
then anyone I've ever met.
It wants to stop,
before it causes more trouble.
I dread every word you speak.
Maybe you don't realize how peircing your words are.
How mutilating your lies are.
I could never stop fighting,
for a love I believe in.
I'd rather draw my last breath.
I'd rather drown in my sorrow,
then have to give up the most honest truth.
I am left now, laying here,
I can't breathe,
my heart burns,
my eyes feel as if they're bleeding.
This is the sacrafice I give,
for your love.
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