tagNon-Erotic PoetryFor Worse

For Worse

byTastyquim©

Your heart is like a cenotaph,
A shallow grave,
A hollow laugh.

Your words are like a jagged sword.
Rusted, yet sharp,
They sever my cord.

Your touch is so non-convincing.
When I am near
I sense your wincing.

Your soul is worried, searching, lost.
But I have agreed to
Share the cost.

I lie beside you in your bed
With no joy inside
As if I were dead.

Find a new tomorrow?
Plot a different course?
Seems there's less better
and much more for worse.

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