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How can you move forward
when the demon occupys your house?
Becoming more and more obsessed
with a man who doesn't love me.
Can't handle thick emotion,
so he exits the tear filled room
for a life of complete solitude
happily
quietly
And I can't help but feel
that my insides are screaming
bleeding
with revenge I wish to cast
towards someone who hates with passion
and cares for no one
but can tell me that I am wrong
for craving love
and squeezing bitter juices from dried fruit
licking leftover sap from the bosom of a a dead tree,
my tongue sprouting splinters as I continue to indulge,
fruit and tree suddenly vanish.
and I collapse from streneous effort
all one sided with no reward
just a child curled up in cold dirt
I wait for something to save me
and show me empathy.
For tunneling backwards helps no one.