Cut

Last night I dreamt

You cut down all

The sunflowers, the roses

Until the front was flat

And bare,

Everything I'd planted

With such care

Gone,

Wiped out in

A single day.

All the work and effort

That couldn't fix

The damage that had been

Done.

I tried not to show

How much it hurt

To see the apathy

You'd (frankly always)

Treated me with.

It was honestly amazing

How you'd cleared all that

Growth, I don't know

Where you put

The life that had

Thrived before.

~~*~*~~

I need new soil,

New grounds to start upon

Because I'm not getting

Anywhere here,

I can't be

As angry as I need

To be with you

Breathing down my neck,

Interrupting my thoughts

This earth is fallow,

Salted, stinging wounds

That can't heal.

I shrink under a

Watchful eye,

Blighted by

A time I longed for

Your attention,

Your affection

Your touch that turned

To so much hurt.

My wings battered

And torn, tattered by

These thorns,

Arrows that keep

Piercing and

Piercing,

Poisoned by

Words,

No

I

Was

Never

Enough…

(but neither were your efforts).