yes you’re denied
That terrible slice of heaven
Yes thank goodness
You didn’t get that big gulp of relief
There’s nothing inside, nothing to do
It’s all about the same black static wealth,
That pitch dark, gripping room.
You tear me down
Like you’ve down for so many years
My deep sleep like melancholy had only begun
You woke it up
And taunted my trauma
And reopened the sounds
Of my haunted past
Laughing at my pain
Indifferent to my tears
Angry at my love
Now, you cling to me like a child and I
Am denied
Absolutely denied happiness
Because you stretch out your trauma to me,
So you won’t feel so lonely.
You want me to be dependent on you
But really it’s you who need me,
And I am thankless
Drowning,
Deep inside of my heart,
A severed artery away from numbing
Deep sleep death.


Comments (5)
I felt emotions bubbling up because of how well it is written and its relatability. Amazing job!
Gut-punching and heart-wrenching all at once. Having your lifeforce drained by those who would not give it in return is becoming far too commonplace in this world. Beautifully written!
a powerful expression through out....
The suffering of abusive from a weak, dependent significant other who needs to be reassured constantly that they are greater than you, that you need them. But is the only means of escape a severed artery? I know, sometimes it feels that way. But even simply saying these things out loud, writing them down for you & for others to read, you have shown yourself to be courageous, resourceful & strong. There is life beyond this, life in this world, & not simply in the great beyond. Life that is affirming & supportive rather than suffocating. There is life beyond this present moment.
🫵🙏❤️😉