Ever Gone

Take the air from my lungs.
Take the blood from my veins.
Save yourself before you put me first.
Give yourself the chance to thrive
Before you ever let me lead.
Take my air.
Take my blood.

It means nothing if your gone.
I feel so far away
I feel so detached
Fading to black by the day.
Before I drag you down along the way
Take my air.
Take my blood.

The only good I have left to give.
Take it.
Take it and run.
I'm no good no longer.
I'm ever gone.



Poetry by Luna Nightshade
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Written on 2017-10-30 at 17:37

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Great stuff. I can feel the tiredness and capitulation.
2017-11-05


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Well done the theme repetition drives the drama of the poem forward.
2017-10-30



There's a wonderful sureness about the idiom and the syntax of this poem. Excellent.
2017-10-30


Willem
Beautiful, amazing!
2017-10-30