Ripped and torn
Thrown on the floor
My heart is stone
I don’t need it anymore
So quickly we called it love
A million apologies will never be enough
This hole in my chest
Is slowly closing
I wish you the best
Even with my mind floating
Your eyes are drenched
As you sit here crying
What I would have never doubted before
I see as straight up lying
All the pushing and pulling
Finally got to me
Darling,
I’d never take you back
Even if you were begging on your knees.

This poem was written/submitted by Ashley Dooher.