Posted in poems

Unlove me

I’m like a

Clawless cat 

Climbing up a tree 

Trying to 

Hold on to love 

And life 


Patience is a


But ain’t no

Virtue in me 

I’d rather rot


In misery 

Than to be



I wish you


Let me die

Instead of

Watered me 

If you couldn’t

Nurture me 

The way I 

Need to be

Because the

Time it takes 

For you to

Truly see 

Oh, I’ll be 

Dead alive 

The soul sucked 

Out of me

So let my

Body rot 

Turn me in-

To a tree 

With a wooden 

Sign that 

Says she 


Couldn’t ‘be’


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