Thursday, January 21, 2016

Lover to Weapon (poem)

You're a weapon
I use against myself.
You're justification
for my greatest fear:

That I'm not enough,
no matter how hard I try,
ultimately I'll fail
because I lack the virtue.

I loved you,
and you loved me,
but we collapsed
like a house on stilts.

I couldn't keep it together,
too many broken supports,
too much weight on my back.
I was too weak.

So it all fell apart,
and you left me
there alone in the ruins,
trying to pick up the pieces.


-Zero

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