Poison
I can’t keep drinking love
out of bottles like this.
I can’t keep swallowing poison and
pretending that it’s warmth.
I can’t keep letting people leave without
closing the stupid door behind them.
I can’t keep giving myself away for free
when everyone is looking for something so goddamn expensive.
Is anyone looking for me?
Please look for me.
Please love me.
I’ve loved everyone for so long.
Can someone please return the favor?
Copyright © Danielle Dickison | Year Posted 2015
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