Sadness Devoured - Poem by Valerie Anderson
I have doubted myself.
I have no where to go.
No one can save you.
When you sink so low.
What shall I do?
Shall I sit here?
And rot away?
Shall I wait for you?
Should I move on?
You took me down.
And turned me blue.
I have no one to turn to.
No one to save my soul.
From being devoured.
Or being burned to an ashen coal.
Without you I can't live.
With you I can't stand myself.
I can't sit here and watch you do this.
Like an old, worn out toy, sitting on a shelf.
I can't breathe.
There is no air.
I can't go on much longer.
You've taken my life away, like you don't care.
You probably don't.
I wouldn't know, if so.
But if you did, I know what you would do.
Your love for me, it would show.
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