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Sorelle Aug 30
You were my skin
My bones
My voice
Every crooked part I let you hold
"I'm gone"
Two words
A knife right through
With practiced precision
Do you know how heavy betrayal is
When it smells like trust?
I'm twisted around our memories
A coil of hands and voices
You left dangling midair
I can't breathe
I can't think
You're everywhere
Inside my chest
In my throat
Gnawing
Twisting
I wanted you to stay
I wanted the safe place
I built inside you to be real
I wanted you
I wanted you
I wanted you
I don't want another beginning
I don't want to fold myself
Into someone else's hands
Just to get shredded again
I wanted everything
And it broke me anyway
I hate it
The way I love you
The way I can’t erase you
The way it cost my sanity
While you carry nothing
I don’t want anyone else
I can’t
I won’t
I can’t go through this again
I won’t survive it
You’re gone
Every fiber aches for someone who
Walked away unscathed
The body screaming in silence
-Sorelle
Gideon Mar 8
I was torn apart as a child.
My fragmented pieces grew like weeds, unwatered, unwanted.
I was unwanted as a teenager.
My identity is what made my mother cry, revolted, restless.
I am restless as an adult.
My anger is what keeps me up at night, terrified, torn apart.
Vale Luna Aug 2017
I gave you my love
My soul - my heart
But the words you speak
Seem to tear me apart.

— The End —