Poetry for the night… the wish

I was wishing for it
So many times

over and over

I couldn’t stop

She was the most odious person I’ve ever met
The hate was eating me up

I couldn’t stop

now she’s sick
seriously
The disease is killing her

she was
well

she is
close to death

she won’t be
existing anymore

My head is spinning
I made her sick

I couldn’t stop

It’s killing her

over and over

the pain is eating her up
It won’t stop
There is no escape

I made her sick
I couldn’t stop

She’s dead.

Did I just end a life?

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Copyright Text Picture Jasmin Türemis

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