I want to be cruel. I want to lash out at everyone
who has used me, and I want to do it over
and over again. I want them all to know
what ungrateful feels like. I want them
to wear the cloak of unloved, slip into taken
for granted, and sit pretty in thankless.
I want them to feel what it is like to be sliced
open so the vampires can feed. I want them to give
and give and give until they have nothing left
to give, and then I want them to give some more.
And then maybe, just maybe they will understand
©Nicole Lyons 2016
Nicole Lyons 
Wham! Yes, that feeling.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Maybe they would understand – maybe
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Wonderful, I can feel every word and every meaning!
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That’s how I often feel on the inside, deep down, intense. Thank you.
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Dark! I like it
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Yes!
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WOW – You have the great gift of being able to put on paper exactly how you are feeling ! Treasure it, not everyone can do it !
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Thank you so much
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Yes. Some days.
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