Cracked Wide Open

Slowly
over time
piece by piece
my heart
was
cracked wide open
by your hollow words
manipulative lies
and
Oscar-worthy guise

It took me a long time
too many years
to get wise, to realize
I am – and will always be –
a prize

The irony is –
we’ve both been cut
you were sliced open
by a scalpel
cancer
the cause of your pain – removed;
your stitches will heal

I was cracked wide open by you –
my heart’s cancer
the never-ending pain
is all too real

The pen is my scalpel
words are my stitches
because
this wide open crack
that is now my heart
desperately needs to heal.

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