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- Sweet pea

By Jake TrammellPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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“I couldn’t say, how much you tore me apart. Decidedly, you placed all the blame upon my shoulders. Picked me up, knocked the dirt off and pushed me back to the mud. I wish I could be done, with all the pain. All the ache. With the wanting of more. However, a place to be escapes me.

Taken to the edge of the world, and knocked into void. The endless expanse under the raising sun, just passed the torrential seas. Flitting softly, into the darkness below and wondering how did I let you tear my heart out. Where’d I go wrong?

Under the weighted blanket of black, a piece of me flakes off. Your eyes dart to the pieces of me. Barely a look of regret, as you take up all the pieces. Throw them to the sea. Hoping, maybe even praying, they’ll never return to whole.

Forever falling, forever sinking. An uneasy wave of content bathes me in its warming arms. Cradling this fallen soul, and whispering “why, oh why, do you keep yourself afloat? Why don’t you just let it all go?”

Oh, I could never say. Though I know, one day I’ll be okay. I’ll never let it all go, not till I see those pieces return to whole.”

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About the Creator

Jake Trammell

I write things I could never speak aloud. Usually in the form of poetry or short stories. One day I’d like to write a novel.

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