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There was no rhyme…
There was no reason…

The words you uttered…
Were simply treason…

Fired from your lips…
Embedding in my back…

From out of the blue…
Like some stealth attack…

That left me reeling…
Spinning out of control…

Slashing at my arteries…
And scaring my soul…

Pushing my fragile mind…
Into depths of despair…

Plunging me into darkness…
Yet you simply didn’t care….

As the world where you live…
Has quickly moved on…

With a brand new lover…
Who worships your sun…

Never looking behind you…
Only focused straight ahead…

And for all that you care…
I could be lifeless and dead…

But I stand in the wreckage…
Of loves broken dream…

With a heart so damaged…
And ripped at the seams…

Looking for something…
To break my free fall…

Clinging on to the hope…
That this isn’t it all…

And someday, sometime…
When the pain has distilled …

I can use this experience…
To try and slowly rebuild…

But until that moment…
The world is shrouded in black…

Where my mind is still shaking…
From your vicious attack…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Poem inspired by “Still Getting Used To Being On My Own” by Tom Odell