The Dream


Last night I dreamt that 

I had my hands around your throat,

taking the life out of you 

like you stole mine.


I've spent my existence

being shut up

and torn down.


I've been 

trampled underfoot

until I was left 

emotionally drained.


Every time I see you 

you leave me exhausted

and my heart wrecked. 


No wonder I dream

of the end to this torment.

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