Grave Robber

By Tim De Petris ‘24

Poison in my heart.

Poison in my lungs.

Poison on my tongue.

From the last time we locked lips

And touched hips.

That won’t be the last time

That I ever see you.

I thought I gave you the world.

All I wanted was you,

But you took and took

and you kept taking.

Stop feeling.

Stop faking.

I gave you the whole damn world.

And had I not known,

I would’ve kept giving

To the point where I’d

Let you rob my grave.