If being alone forever means I never feel this again ... I accept it gladly
My heart is black and dust
Nothing of it remains now
Beyond hope and saving
Leave it there, leave it
In pools of tears and pain
No one needs it
No one wants it
No one will miss it
Closed now forever
No more risking it
There is no point
Put it away in the dark
Leave it to the webs
If it were up to me
I would rip it from my chest
Throw it in the fire
Let it burn like chaff
Let it burn and char
Let it melt away unused
Simply broken
Leaving this empty
Husk
About the Creator
Savannah K. Wilson
She/Her | Australian 🏳️⚧️ Author
Queer and all class with a touch of sass! (or maybe the reverse!)
short stories, poetry, life experience
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