i begged her to stay,
but all she wanted was to go,
i didn't know the words to say,
to stop her from walking out the door,
as she left, she gave me a smile,
a smile so beautiful it wounded me,
i knew i wouldn't be able to feel alive for awhile,
for the dove i had caged was spreading its wings, setting itself free.
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Loss
Poetry"my ears are ringing from the words that you've said, 'let me go, let me go!', but i fucking love you so." A poetry collection, containing strong language, based on the themes of grieving and loss. The poems are influenced by mental health issues an...
