KALEIDOSCOPE

Broken images and blemishes, can we please just finish this? My sanity diminishes from lack of sleep and senseless shit. And Lord knows I am sick of it, the wasted words and time I've spent; Arguments then make amends, once my lover: never friends. This vicious cycle NEVER ends! I guess I am my own defense? This monstrous nonsense leaves me bent! But you tell me not to take offense? What sense it makes is beyond me and every single time you leave: I beg, I cry, I scream, I plead, but it does no good, you see. You say you wanted to be free, and with me gone your life's complete. With this request I can't compete so I will make my presence obsolete. Erase my memory: Delete! While I become a victim of defeat. My purpose here serves you no more, for I am just the filthy whore! With my legs wide open on the floor, you penetrate me to my core. Satisfied, you walk away as tears cascade endlessly down my face. In your life I've lost my place...am I supposed to be okay? You must have lost your brilliant mind! Because for YOU I've been designed! Created deeply in the womb, a precious partner just for you! But you no longer want my hand so I must respect this sick demand. And weary, here, I now must stand...A shattered image torn from man...

-Kelly M. Gregory-???