
He sits on my mind
and he won't let me go
Though his touch is so distant
Still vacant
Eternally so
I lay with another
Whose kiss warms my neck
Whose breath is a comfort
but my head is a wreck
Inside are smashed tables
with ink spilled asunder
My fantasies clap
with thoughts loud as thunder
Why is this the case?
And when will it end?
I know I don't want him
My brain needs to mend
Help me, please
Now why don't you?
My will?
Some high, greater power
Or soon I will perish
At this ungodly hour
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About the Creator
Nessy Writer
A freelance writer of all sorts sharing it out with the world. Poetry, prose, advice, reviews and travel writing.
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