hidden wound

i had so much love to give

and i had a place to call home

i poured it all, and i realized

the more i cared,

the more i had to lose

then the house was empty,

and i can hear our voices

bouncing off the walls;

i gave so much of myself

and now i lay

sprawled, left behind, tossed aside, forgotten

with only so little left

in my heart

This poem is also posted on my Tumblr, for the Sapphic June poetry challenge.