Goodbye stranger
A self-inflicted heartbreak

I said goodbye to you tonight.
Now I have to live with the fact that I pulled this trigger, each letter giving way to the pressure of my trembling fingers.
My head arched over the screen
G
My legs made of clay, melting into the seems of the seat.
o
My arms, sticks of steel bent against my core.
o
My mind heavy with doubt,
d
guilt,
b
memories anxiously waiting to fade.
y
My chest carrying a scorching mass,
burnt crumbs plunging into the depths of my stomach.
e
Now I have to live with the pain of a
powdered,
gritty heart.
Now I have to stand tall,
and fight the urge
of pressing
H
e
y
(Forever hoping you break first.)
About the Creator
Andie Emerson
Queer. Awkward. An anxious wreck, but firm believer in self-work.
Authenticity & progress over illusion & perfectionism.
Makes a living working in home improvement.
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