Chelsie May Poet Light Verse

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.

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Scott Thirtyseven July 25, 2017 at 7:22 PM You've taught me a new word "recidivist". Interesting poem, the central characters have certainly wound themselves into a ball. But then that's Love, beautiful, inspiring, intoxicating. Nicely said.