Get Out!
My bed, my head
I bled. I said
My heart would not
Be taken by
The kind of guy
Who’d wring the life
From me once more.
No more…
Get out!
Get out!
I’d scream and shout
If I thought
You could hear me
Crying ever eastward
Against a gale
Not of my
Own making.
I’m breaking…
Breaking
Now forsaking
The forever part
Of foolish heart.
I’m on the floor
No more.
Romantic crimes
Don’t blur the lines
Of my body
Under shoe.
You need to stop
Before I drop
And never rise again.
Get out!
Get out!
Get out!
Angry break up poem slam
Tags: Break up, End of relationship
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