futility

can’t you see me calling for help?
can’t you?

i called and called
and you came too late
spoon-feeding me your lies, your fake love, your fatal poison

i listened,

swallowed,

suffered.

waited for your untrue promises to materialize into action
when the only thing you were ever able to create was pain

(i still waited
for you, i’d do anything)

it was always you
and not you
forever and never

i wished for you to come
and now i wish you’d go

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