Lost

Injections of abandonment
administered with a prick
to my center
as I sit here and
struggle to breathe
under the crushing weight
of my life.
As poison seeps into my lungs
stealing the nourishment
of my life with greedy gulps and
sticky tongues
you lie on the floor
twirling your hair around your finger
A river of disappointment spills
and splays your name
over the tiles once filled
with laughing fairies
and broken butterflies
with bandaged wings.
Where’s your tea party again Alice
I’ve been thinking of joining you
and your friends for an afternoon
of diving in holes
and rabbits on X
You said you’d never forget about....
Abou...
Abo..
And just like that I was gone.