Diatribe

I came to you last night
Punched thru your chest
Ripped out your heart
And squeezed
Ashes, blown away
By your wintry breeze

But..

SHUT UP!
I'll do the talking here
U, u caused all this
Brought it upon yourself
The tears and terror in the night
My porcelain hands
Tearing at your flesh

But you...

ENOUGH!
No more of your ways
No more to sit and cry
Asking "why? Oh why?"
Because it happened
Can't change that
Can't avoid the chill

But you are....

STOP! PLEASE STOP!!
I need no more of your tears
Embrace your hurt
Let me help u
Feel my frigid heart
Beating dully
Hold it
See....it's alive
It only needs you to understand
That you are

But you are

Me

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