My Poems

Comfort

Its okay darling, Everything will be okay. 

You have put a dagger into my heart and are removing the blade so slowly that I am going to bleed out in front of you instead of in the hospital that so clearly surrounds me. 

I am at nothing but your disposal. 

You are holding onto me like I am the worm on the end of your hook. 

Like a child considering on taking off her stabilisers on her bike. 

I forgive you. I forgive you for hurting me and taking up my time with this as I can understand that its bad for you too. 

But I need you to take out the dagger or instead of just killing me you are on the verge of ripping out my soul and putting it in the small box I gave you as a child. 

I can not live anymore. please just take the pain and shove it through all of my organs so that I will die faster. 

You have pushed my mind to the point of panic even in my sleep. 

I have tried so hard to realise that you are like a packet of cigarettes, You are going to kill me in the end no matter what. 

So please. Just remove the dagger and turn away from me. 

I can no longer take the pain and the panic I can not put my self through the un-clarity of the fact that I should or should not be grieving. 

I can not stay in shock forever.

Just take out the fucking knife so that I can heal.

And know... Although it is you that has killed me. That I forgive you.