
As I lay in the snow bleeding out into the emptiness of my own heart
You come, whisper a broken quote from a movie I used to love when I was a little girl
Twist the knife and leave
All I waited for was for you to save me
Put the ladder that was right there into that never ending
Well you dumped me in.
But, knowing your selfish heart for almost 14 years
Told me you wouldn’t even try.
So, you learn by yourself how to climb out of never ending wells
Especially the wells you were put in by the person you thought loved you
Or you didn’t.
The ladder lays there, above ground, right where you used to stand
The snow memorized my name before you even knew my favorite color.
So years pass.
Years that could have been filled by longing
Replaced by emptiness and coldness
My corpse still lies there.
Unaware that you’ve left for a family better than your own.
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