What have you done to me?
My stomach in knots
Chest hollow, heart constricted
What have you done?
You have me searching for you
Every minute of every hour
Don’t do this to me
Quit confusing me
I thought I was done
I gave up on this
I said, “No more, not again.“
I’m tired of the anticipation
The waiting
The momentary weightlessness
Then the crushing fall
Choking disappointment
So please, I’m begging you
Stop
Because I can’t
On this runaway train
I will crash
Unable to brake
Hurtling headlong into something I can’t control
Terrified into eyes closed
Mouth open
Not in a scream
But a sigh
~ Quill x
I love this poem. It really speaks to me.
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I’m glad you think so!
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