Benjamin Francis Williams - My Door

I sit here once again,
wedged against my door,
the only way to keep you out...
...I felt like such a whore.

You scream again,
you push it in,
I fly across the room.

'Please, oh please.'
I beg of you.
'Do not steal my heart again.'

You stare and laugh,
loom over me,
reach in and take my heart.
You clench your fist,
the blood pours out,
and then you put it back.

Here I weep alone again,
sitting in the dark,
it won't be long before you're back,
to steal a part of me.

Benjamin Francis Williams

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