None The Less
There’s nothing left in you
for me.
the vaporous possibility
a veil pulled away to reveal
all this nothing
Both birds tucked in bush
empty hands
beak pecked and talon scratched
pale against green leaves
and frothed feathers
There’s nothing left in me
for you.
I am a morbid shadow
the girl we once knew
paper thin
soul and words faded
to a time of never-was
bleached by sun
tattered by storm
Blank
and you
none
the
less
for it.
Strong and emotionally bleak,I’m here for you if you need me for anything!
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