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"CyberSeries" |
Closing the
Door
you call me "love"
but if you had ever really talked
to me
instead of just putting your words
into my mouth
you would know a lot of
things
you would know
of my desolation
when I finally knew for
sure
you would not love
me
as I needed
you would know
how painful the loneliness has
been
even when you are
around
you would know
how it felt to drown
as I constantly
morphed
to match your moods
till I did not recognize
myself
slipped into a coma
and became your
robot
you would know
how hard it has been to
endure
and the strength I had to
find
for the children
to hold myself in one
piece
you would know
that living with you
is like walking on a
minefield
-- I have no limbs
left
you would know
how much I cried
when you finally broke
me
something I swore no-one would ever
do
you would know
my infinite sadness
as you crushed my
love
you would know
how it felt when I lost my
poetry
and could not find
it
even if I let you read
this
you have no music in your
soul
and could not
understand
as I awaken from that long, dark
sleep
your love is a flat
line
the bed grown cold
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