Stab Me In The Back With Your Memories Poem by Kasey Foley
Stab Me In The Back With Your Memories
'Just do it.' I heard his voice over the phone.
Soft, faint, weak, I barley heard the words.
I said nothing.
'Kill me with your words,
stab me in the back
with your memories.'
I looked to the floor.
'I have the gun,
say it.'
His words quivered yet stayed bold.
'Pull the trigger.'
He heard my words.
*boom*
The sound rang in my ears,
the conversation was over.
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