Saturday by Mei Zhen

 

Your words sting like hornets
Your voice like a blade
Firm castigation
For mistakes I have made

You speak like I’m nothing
And don’t see when I bleed
Your heart fails to notice
The love that I need

I call, but no answer
Silent screams unheard
My dreams cast aside
And labelled absurd

You say that you love me
Wishing me the best
You’ve given me the basics
But what about the rest?

 

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