[a] False Notch Poem by Dakota Ellerton

[a] False Notch



A pet
a carry on
you are used
a notch on my belt
just another
blinded by my false words
believeing only what you wish to
I've got you wrapped around my finger
following on a leash behind me
did you really think I cared?
I don't love you
I don't want to be with you
we are not meant to be
our fate is an illusion
I'm your drug
I've used you
you're experiencing side effects
I'll wear off someday
but your addiction will thrive
escape your fate
run

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ahmed Abomahfouz 03 July 2011

the poem is really different but i thought poets are soft-hearted

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Joseph Poewhit 10 June 2010

Some fate - like dragging a dog on a leash, when that tree will do.

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