Left without my paramour…
Torn violently away from me.
Battle scarred and broken,
I bleat out my soliloquy.
Left with phantom pains…
Loss constricts my breath.
Shame lays leaden in my gut.
I harken for whispers of death.
Left without a reason…
Haphazardly abandoned.
A husk of my former self.
My heart lays scattered and stranded.
My name is Jesse, I am a writer. I post both poetry and mental health pieces about my own struggles and journey on my blog here:

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