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Corrosion

Wish I could vanish
into thin air
It's not like they see
the real me,
Like anyone does care 
You, Just stay away
You telling me
your adoring lies
with fists yelling and
Spitting loves' sweet venom 
Leaving me poisoned 
and wanting to die
You turn away
and laugh your goodbye
Love turned to hate
Relationships to dust
My once vibrant colorful heart
corroded with red hateful rust
Just another reason to be stained and alone 
and never again trust.

Copyright © Adele Bouthillier | Year Posted 2023

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Brian Sambourne Date: 1/11/2023 7:20:00 AM A very powerfully expressed poem. "Fists yelling" certainly conveys the abusive edge to the relationship described. I hope that you are healing Adele, + that you've found solace + new love in your life. Thank you for such an honest, searing posting. Sincerely, Brian Login to Reply Adele Bouthillier Date: 1/11/2023 9:51:00 AM Thank you so much Brian. That was what I needed to hear today! Its been a long time since those relationships and I have healed a lot, have still made some poor choices...Have you read Victoria Dianne? lol.. I am a work in progress and I have had some real terrible relationships , but I am an open heart and I can still love and found solace in that...Thanks again I am glad it moved you.

Panagiota Romios Date: 1/10/2023 10:55:00 AM Saw your remarks to Caren. I have been violently abused, too!. In the past, in schools by students, and by lovers. But that was long ago. I so admire your willingness to be open with your pain.thank you for doing that. Poets are not saints, I assure you. Some here are quite abusive..some, loving. Some are here to be top dogs. PS is not heaven! poets are human. They can honor or disrespect you. They can befriend you,then toss you out like trash, Good luck! Panagiota You won my respect! Login to Reply Adele Bouthillier Date: 1/11/2023 9:40:00 AM Thank you so much for your comment and your comradery. I hope you are healing and don't let people treat you like that. I appreciate you so much for your words ands advice. I hope I don't get the "abusive poets" but if I do, I can handle them! xoxoxo

Caren Krutsinger Date: 1/5/2023 9:23:00 PM I have a theory that a certain age we become invisible in America "It's not like they see the real me," so I relate to this Login to Reply Adele Bouthillier Date: 1/7/2023 11:26:00 AM I wrote this about being an abused woman and that noone ever sees the real me,the abused woman I guess. But also I can see this as society throwing away a woman of a certain age.....I can see it in all sorts of ways and I love that it can be seen in different ways. That's what poetry is supposed to do!! Thanks