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written by: L.M.Giannone



Standing back from these burning embers
Ashes that once represented my life
Once filled with blissful happiness
Now pain cuts my soul like a knife
With a great big hole in my heart
A space where you once occupied
From grief of your loss
I’ve ached, mourned and cried
You wouldn’t see it through
Started but couldn’t finish
Re-opening fragile wounds
Preventing pain to diminish
An incessant, irresistible tease
So artfully come and go
Lead me on then disappear
Like tidal ebb and flow
Only fantasies can provide refuge
The sole private space we can steal
The one place I can be with you
Where your other one just isn’t real
The fog will someday dissipate
At tunnel’s end there’ll be light
Both recovery and transcendence
Are in my near future’s sight
I thought I could be stronger
But for affection I cannot compete
I give up and say Uncle
Back down and claim defeat
And abandon this illusion
Pretending that we’re real
Stop this pain from compounding
Allowing my heart to feel
Now release my heart strings
And end your marionette show
I’ll no longer perform for you
Make your choice or let me go



L. M. Giannone is a writer and poet living in the San Francisco Bay Area. Originally from Southern Connecticut, Lisa transplanted herself in California to escape the harsh winters and summers of New England.
She is the author of No Vacancy, a collection of humorous personal essays, and A Touch of Noir, a collection of short stories written in noir style. She has two books in the works for 2017 publication.

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