By Shamia Thompson, Virginia State University
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every time I reserve myself for you
you evince me
the emptiness I undergo while I sleep
knowing you were supposed to come
but you’re not here
you just disappear
and then reappear put the blue
i am getting so sick and tired you
the bitterness in my veins reminds me of the little girl
that never got picked
that her father said he was coming but never did
like that scene from ratatouille
flashback to my childhood but it’s not happy
you do not heal my inner child
you disturb her
you trigger her
you remind her that she has nobody
you remind her that she is only used for her body
she wants to feel loved
you don’t have that for her
so why stay around?
do you know how horrible you have to be to love somebody that you don’t love?
be real!
there are no tears for you here
you hurt me too many times for me to cry
i’ve been trying to say goodbye
but you stay
and that’s what I thought I needed
but you stay for your convenience
because I gave you the all access pass
it’s expiring soon you have to choose.
About the Author
Shamia Thompson, Virginia State University
Shamia Thompson is a rising senior English major from Brooklyn, New York. Writing has been her safe haven since her adolescent years. She has been writing poetry and non-fiction most of her life but has been interested in writing fiction, lately, as well. After graduation she aspires to become an immigration lawyer and work as a proofreader in the publishing industry.