The Last One
Pain & fear of the unknown
This pain is the consumer
I live inside it at its heart
& my heart is heavy
& fast & hard
pounding in my stomach
my sick thoughts begging to get out
my result
waiting eternal suffering
for my flaws
my weakness to tell me
to show me
what I have lost.
It was not just a game
for me.
It was my love my soul
tossed aside mocked
shamed trivialized.
I've been so many
casualties
naked numbered
wearing nothing
but their tags;
but you're the last one
my heart does not beat
the same
it always skips
like a broken record
idiot.
You're the last one
I'm forever naked now
in just your chains
I no longer wait in line
cast aside
no one calls my number
or name
It was not just a game for me
pain & fear
pounding in my stomach
like vomit begging to get out
You're the last one
My heart does not work
quite the same
it always skips a little bit
Idiot.
Copyright © Evelynn Vera | Year Posted 2014
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