Puppet

There's a space

in my chest

where I feel

the absence of

my heart - that was torn out

by you.


The space is small

and insignificant;

trivial,

worthless;

like my feelings were

to you.


It wasn't always like that;

my heart.

It was big once...

big,

and full of love

for you.


Until that day,

when I saw

the truth

behind the lies

that were a part

of you.


Now I know

I was nothing more

than a puppet

to the devil

residing

in you.



Copyright by C. J. Spammer - 29 March 2017


C. J. Spammer
Cape Town , South Africa

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