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Waffles with blue berries

I’m trying to breathe.
I’m repressing this
Sprinkle sadness
Into a wine glass
And let it burrow.
I’m not sure though
If you’ll break out of the dark
I’m sure though
You have broken my heart.
People write a lot of poems about love.
We think a lot
About how people make us feel.
I am thinking of you freckled man in a jail cell
Smiling
Saying it will be ok.
I’ve been playing this game for a long time
I can’t cry
I googled for answers why
I am not crying when life changing things
Happen
I just think it’s because I’m so angry
You sent me the most beautiful letters
You’re so full of hope
I want to tell you don’t.
But people shouldn’t take hope away..
Don’t you know you’re going to prison?
It’s gonna be so fucking bad
But I can’t cry.
I have a pain in my chest
That knocks me to the floor
I have been meaning to call a doctor.
Did you really break me?
God I think you did.
Our daughters hair has grown.
She is doing new things on her own
And she stopped waiting for you at 8pm
By the door.
Something fragile in me chips away
Every morning
And I feel it’s absence
Not knowing what it is I think
Maybe I should brush my teeth.
And as I stare at the girl in the mirror
Carrying the worlds weight
Thinking about what she’ll make
Her daughter for breakfast while she’s
Brushing thin & falling out hair
I think;
This is so bad.
Don’t cry.

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