I feel the ivy wrap around my ankles.
The grey sky becomes black,
the deep silence becomes a roar.

All this time I thought I was walking away from you
so why does it feel like I'm in the same place?

I don't know if I can endure any longer
with the dark world threatening to envelop
all that's left of me.
The twisted trees whisper your name.
Your poison is still in my system.

I am only remainders.
Whatever was left after I removed every part of me
that belonged to you.
Slices in my neck like gills
leak purple blood.

The ivy winds tighter, twists up my legs,
'round my chest.
My tortured heart panics,
my constricted lungs heave.

I don't want to be here anymore.
I don't want to let you destroy me.

It's been seven months
and one filthy stare
and I don't want to love you.

You don't love me.