As my heart hears your words

Whispered to another

They are like a knife across my throat

Silencing my cries of pain

Bleeding my dry

Give that which we call love

Freely to all in abundance

Right on schedule

No! I am special!

The best thing ever!

A gift you can’t do without!

Experience gained

I hear you whisper

To her


As I fall dead to the ground

Left for another

You belong to no one

Never alone are you

Leave me

I am nothing

You made sure


©Wendy Poole

For GJ