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Trash

A bitter poem about giving too much.

By Silver DauxPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Trash
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I ripped out my teeth so you could make a necklace

But you tossed them out the window, saying I was reckless.

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I plucked every hair from my head, ignoring blood, to keep you warm

But you looked to the sky and whipped them into the storm.

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I was hesitant to bleed for you but you asked so I opened the tap

Just to realize you hated the flavor, it was just a trap.

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A way to make me leak onto the floor and slowly vanish from memory.

Just a final way to throw me out with the old books of the last century.

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About the Creator

Silver Daux

Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.

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  • D.K. Shepardabout a year ago

    One sided is sacrifice in a relationship sets an expiration date! This is excellent, Silver! So short but says a lot

  • Kodahabout a year ago

    The repetition of acts of self-destruction highlights the imbalance in the relationship. This was incredible! 💌

  • Cathy holmesabout a year ago

    Raw, emotional, excellent one again.

  • D. J. Reddallabout a year ago

    Altruism is so frequently mistaken for gullible weakness. Your persona's eloquence reveals how foolish that mistake is.

  • Daniela Alejandraabout a year ago

    Such raw emotion perfectly articulated. I especially love the final line!

  • angela hepworthabout a year ago

    Very striking. Your bitterness and frustration rings clear for a reason.

  • Cindy Calderabout a year ago

    Whoa....this was so powerful and emotional. If nearly left a reverberating hole in your reader. Well done.

  • Rachel Deemingabout a year ago

    You give your all and it's not enough. Very visceral this and yet the rhyme made it almost mocking, I think. I like it. Makes me think, as usual, with your stuff, Silver.

  • Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago

    Wooo, this is epic!

  • Heather Hublerabout a year ago

    Goodness if that doesn't resonate!! I could feel the pain and anger like a stab with each word that dropped. I've written on this same topic. It seems the givers always give. Excellent piece :)

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