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How it Always Ends
I was right when I said
You wouldn’t hurt me like the other guys
No
No, you hurt me more
Worse than I’ve ever been hurt before
Left me crying on the bathroom floor
And despite all this I know
If you asked
I’d come running back for more
Begging my heart to close all its doors
But they stay open
I’m wanting wishing hoping
I’m hopeless
-ly in love with you
Dionysus I’m drunk
On your love
Love sick with a hangover
I can’t get over
Everything you’ve put me through
Built my world up
Then on the seventh day you rested
You left it
Hanging in the galaxy
All dust and debris
Suspended in space
I’m frozen in place
Waiting, waiting
Waiting for you to fill the space
Or someone to take your place
But they can’t
You see, it’s too wide this hole
I’m nothing but dull
A pencil
Wishing for your blade
To come and sharpen me again
Use my lead
Until I bend
And break again
Over and over it never ends
And all my friends
They informed me
You came with a warning
Bright and bolden color but I ignored it
You told me you were good and I fell for it
Wide awake plotting while I’m snoring
Now all my friends are imploring
“Why?”
“Why him?”
WHY HIM?
Because when all was dark and stormy
He walked right through the door he
Picked up the shattered pieces from the floor he
Put them together and
My puzzled heart it started forming
So mystifying, his performing
It was a work of art
I told him he could keep it
This shiny new heart
Never thought he’d just rip it apart
Again
Again and again
That’s how it always ends
I thought string was meant to sow and mend
But you pulled my heart-strings
And in the end
I was just your puppet
You played me like a marionette
You twisted and tugged at every thread
Utterly unraveled me
Now all that’s left is shapeless and dead
And of course
I’d let you do it over again
But of course I know
That’s how it always ends
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This is a slam poetry piece so it is meant to be read with voice, movement, and character. It is from the perspective of a girl who fell in love with a guy who played every girl he loved. She was no different. Everyone around her tried to warn her, but she ignored them. She ended up getting her heart broke, exactly like everyone guessed.