Stole my Soul


He stole away my soul
Burgled it when I wasn’t watching
He now holds it captive
I thought I’d fortified
He saw through my façade
He saw my brokenness; the cracks and fissures
It was an easy heist
Too easy.
I must shore up these leaks
Can I go on without it?
He is a kind caretaker
Perhaps it’s best to leave it there, where it’s safe.
I have no need for it.
I'd reserved it for him.

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