Torture

The state of me right now

Without you is torture

but moreso

the you not wanting me is a stronger vise

You let your absent stares

dig needles under my nails

and your nonchalance

drops water in my face

drip

drip

drip

each passing-by without a making-up

another drop

At least an apology could ease

the shocks

the torture

To see you with her...

She doesn't even realize what she is to me

a teenage Iron Maiden

she may not care...

Then your delightful smiles

curl into a cat o' nine tails

to amplify my anguish of your absense

I just don't understand

why you don't

love me

12/10/2004

Author's Note: true story

Posted on 12/10/2004
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