Poem By Brittany Daniel

I'm back against the wall of my mind.
How could I have missed all of the signs?
Back to the grindstone
to grind down my heart.
I have layers and layers to peel apart.
Callous and cold, my heart does beat.
Like stone, everytime this heartbreak repeats.
I want to erase my mind,
erase your face,
to let go of this hurt,
to fill in your space.
I want to demolish the room
you once held in my heart,
to blow out the light.
I've picked apart
the logic to why you went away,
but even now I want you to stay
wrapped up in her arms.
No, don't run back to me.
I don't want you now, can't you see?
God's given me a sign.
I'm not yours and you're not mine.
I won't settle for second rate,
and that, sir, is what you are.
I need first rate
to give my heart.
True, it's hard to find
and rare, nonetheless,
but, ex-dearest, for me,
I require nothing but the best.

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From the stars in the sky
to the white and blue seas below,
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