let me be dead

in poetry •  2 months ago

let me be dead

broken bottles of wine;
tonight’s anger is mine,
unlike you; the one who got away;
the one who never cared to stay.

and so i sit on blankets in
tears of blue. what is this din?
it’s your voice echoing in my head;
‘let me sleep. let me be dead.’



With love,

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