by nourayasmine   Apr 21, 2021

Most leave.
Most never notice
when doubt is devouring
your arteries. Most
carefully plan
their escape out of your
grandiose world.

You’d leave you too, if you could.
You’d look at your own
thoughts shrieking at
what’s left of your sanity,
you’d look one last time at all
the damage the past has done
to your heart,

and walk away
with no regret.

But for him, you’re exceptional.
For him, you’re unleavable,
you’re too victimized to be alone.
The universe has let you down,
so he won’t.
He’ll be your lamotrigine,
he’ll be the empty room inside of
which you want
to scream your fears out loud.

He’ll be the running water
to your fire, the music
to your trauma.

Most leave, as
he hugs you tighter.


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  • 1 week ago

    by Jack

    Great Win! I am very glad this one won. Paints a great picture and has a great story. Does the name ¨Stone¨ mean like the person is stone hard? Probably.

    But anyway I really like your poem, its neat, well written and congrats on your win!

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Melanie Jane Gutierrez

    Dang, its goodbye

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Keira Pickard

    This is an absolutely wonderful piece and a fully deserved win! Congratulations :)

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