A Poem

the pinnacle of my depression

the scathing gape within my chest

the heartbeat of a lovelorn queen

sold to her lover at her own behest

SHAME

SHAME

SHAME

is what I feel at the thought of you

I made you my crown

My thoughts gemmed for your purpose

And now you leave

You leave me with no purpose

For what

Your potential fully realized

Your power suddenly too high

Now that its claimed mine

F++k you

F++k you

F++k you

And the throne you made from my grave

where I once engraved my love

Let your kingdom fall

Knowing it only arose

Because a woman loved you

When you could not love yourself at all

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