Going Down In Flames
Toxic love in its truest form.
I cannot let you go but,
I cannot conform.
Many years of tears,
and raised fists.
Too many of course,
we are both recidivists.
You finally went to the leave,
but I cannot let you go....
I cannot let us end this way,
I have to be able to show...
I love that I held in me,
and did not pass your way.
The sweet words that are still to be said,
and also the words I didn't say.
You want me to trust you,
But there are so many lies that you spun.
The horrible things that you have done to me,
They can never be undone.
Copyright © Chelsie May | Year Posted 2017
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