Wasted eden


Wasted Eden

You picked apart my garden

Took the fruit

Deemed good enough

Dug deep into my marl

Only to rebuff.


You left those flawed

To rot

In the soil of my soul

Broke the crust and watched

How the crumble took its toll.

You laid me

 on the counter

Later deemed it all a waste

Swore the color made it bitter

The brand ruined the taste.

  • Author: Melissa JA (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2020 19:35
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  • L. B. Mek

    like the imagery and conversational tone of voice, while clearly articulating rubbed-raw grievances, the mere fact these words are being shared - hints (to me) at a yearning for some form of bridge to be created/resurrected

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