Standing helpless
In the margins
Watching as the world
I so carefully created
Is meticulously dismantled
Brick by brick by brick
Reduced to rubble
Leaving me exposed
And naked to my phobias
Crushing loneliness eyes bleeding nerves brittle expectations diminished safety zone obliterated emotionally bankrupt financially ruined physically broken driven to distraction
And if I didn't love you
Why the fuck
Does it hurt so bad
Sunday, 15 February 2009
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i completely feel the essence of the poem, beautiful torture
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