Like eggs cooked on an ungreased frying pan
You're stuck in my mind, clinging to my brain
Like cold peanut butter that's spread on bread
You ripped my heart apart, and left only pain
Like a bicycle tire with a hole in the tube
I feel so deflated without you beside me
Like a building with a crumbling foundation
I will soon collapse and fall into dusty debris
Like a turtle that lost its shell and its safety
I am vulnerable, miserable, and inoperable
Like a kite that slipped loose, blowing away
Rendering me unstable and unreachable
Like a sign that's been vandalized by graffiti
My heart is marked, tainted, unreadable
Hoping to find a genie in a bottle, so I can wish
I'm praying that this one dream is achievable
©schizology
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