Begone from my mind
Out of my thoughts
How far do you stretch
how tight are these knots

I kept you tucked away
Vault shut, locked
but still memories permeate
Like blood sodden shirt
Spot splotch

I’ve abandoned
Now do the same
Do me one favor
Extinguish this flame

If memories must persist
Cast these feeling to naught
Drain the last drip
Let this open wound clot

I’ve said it too many times
This fight has been fought
I embossed the shape of you
Now begone, get lost.