you lay yourself on me like a blanket,
sodden and heavy,
dripping black with the misery that you've soaked up
I tell you to take it,
to take it and go away,
but you smiled and drunk my filthy tears from a cup
"Leave!" I threw a fit,
but you still fluttered around me like a jay,
and told me no, that you would never stop
I growled and I bit,
but the void was now agape,
and I knew, that I was finally out of luck.
YOU ARE READING
uncut
Poetry(poem collection) in which the threads which make me unravel so that you can see who I am uncut.
