they don’t teach this in school

dig the trench
bare the soul
fall before
the sword

doesn’t matter

came to grips
with reality
happines elludes
me

and now i’m empty

cuz i filled it up
with words
siphoned out the
pain
so you could be
comfortable in
my time of need

and it left me
emtpy

outside the
window
where you
slept,
with phone in
hand
falling to sleep
with his words
your blanket

as i dug
the trench
to bare my
soul
for good.

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