Sunday, March 29, 2015

inherit the storm

did you have to leave him?

why did you mess
with his memory?

don't you know
you're a hard act to follow

don't you know
what you did to me?

he stares
and says he trust
he wants
and says he needs
he talks
and says he's open

but there's a cloud overhead
even in skies of blue

torturing him
and me

or drift away
or disappear
or desert us

even our own misery
is better than the fallout
that you left for he
and me


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