Thursday, February 23, 2017






You break my screen door 
because you've become unhinged too
& you want me to know how it feels. 
The fists in your eyes
are concealed cries for everything 
that could've been. 
You knock a picture off the wall
because it shouldn't have been there at all you say,
we should've never met,
I should've never said
I love you.
but I don't feel it like you 
so you show me with broken objects, fallen memories. 
The sound of your voice doesn't have the same effect 
so your last words are a slammed door with a broken screen. 

.Laura Curren.

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