There’s nothing more perturbing
Than watching you depart
There’s nothing more disturbing
Than ripping out my heart

There’s nothing to the words you said
Not what I hoped I’d hear
Almost as if you are now dead
It’s like you’ve disappeared

Abandonment is much the worse
I would pray for hatred first
This parching, overwhelming thirst
Left choking in the dirt—

Chantrea Johari
02 September 2005