I’ve missed you
and writing this
has been long overdue,
I gave you my heart
though it tore apart,
you halved it with your words–
your ever so charming choice
of vocabulary:
the knife
which shred it open.
Now if I hand you
the device which
pumps the air into my lungs
and allows the flow of life
into my veins
would you tape it back together
into a functioning pump?
or would you throw it
into the well
and drown me along
secluded within such thoughts?
Perhaps I
must ask
myself
first.
May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 5:42 PM UTC
I’ve missed you
and writing this
has been long overdue,
I gave you my heart
though it tore apart,
you halved it with your words–
your ever so charming choice
of vocabulary:
the knife
which shred it open.
Now if I hand you
the device which
pumps the air into my lungs
and allows the flow of life
into my veins
would you tape it back together
into a functioning pump?
or would you throw it
into the well
and drown me along
secluded within such thoughts?
Perhaps I
must ask
myself
first.
