Cut me up into pieces
divide me into two
Each side keep one piece
and leave me alone.
Play with my emotions
fuck with my brain
make me regret
helping one side.
How do I pick and choose?
Now I just feel plain empty
With nothing left to say
my mind in a chaos
yet no words to articulate.
Lay allegations on me
for being too busy and self absorbent.
Accuse me every time
that you are stepping away from us
when I reply to his messages.
I try to be understanding
I try to play along
And when I try to defend either side
or explain myself or give some input or opinion
I am shunned and
sarcastically thanked for my "Kind Concern."
So please for the love of God!
Cut me up into pieces
divide me into two
Each side keep one piece
and leave me alone.
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PillowTalk: A Collection of Poems
PoetryPillow Talk is a collection of thoughts and jumble of emotions that you feel at night when you are left to your own devices. Each poem talks about a new emotion, a new situation and a new feeling.
