All Fall Down

The poison of unrequited love, detailing the fall, the withdrawal and the heartache, but without the letting go.
The toxicity of holding on.


1. All Fall Down

As each petal falls I hear your voice:

She loves me.

She loves me not.

The waxy cuticles cannot protect the delicate folds,

Not from the bruising impact of the ground.

Nor can my pride protect me from the rending I feel inside,

Every time I see you with her.

He loves me.

He loves me not.

You sit across the garden,

Together, holding hands,

She smiles and you smile.

The flowers are shredding beneath my fingertips now.

She loves me.

She loves me not.

I'm running out of flowers.

My hands itch for something to destroy,

To rip apart something just as you did to my heart.

There's no one around to see what I will do to you,

To her.

He loves me.

He loves me not.

There's ice in my veins,

I stride to where you sit in the dying light.

I wonder what lies within your veins,

Is it light, so bright so as to blind?

Or darkness, so dark so as to crystallize?

Atish-oo, atish-oo,

We all fall down.


Except for me...


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