You made your bed
Now fucking LIE in it

Be careful where you tred
Without a spirit

Remember when you said
How I was sunlit

Our words and poems were wed
Though you won’t admit

My soul with yours was bred
And left in orbit

You stand with red
And scream “I quit”

You both left me for dead
Your love is unfit

There’s a different road I fled
You deserve all you get

© Delia Ross. 2019

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