You were poison,
a cancer that started in my heart and spread to my bones.
After a month of worry and 3am nights I wanted to call it quits,
but couldn't get the words out and
by then you had seeped into my veins.
It was all I could do not to cry when I thought of you.
Because how do I leave when you need me so much?
I was your host and I needed chemo.
So you're gone now,
but the scars are still there.
I can't forget what i felt
I can't forget you
but I need to move on.
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
