Rebecca Huxley Poet ABC

The Ball of Yarn

A trail taut with torment
Fraught with threads afray 
Once fastidious, your intricacies so fervent
Now cease to self-fascinate and fade away. 

I washed away your beauty as I
drank all you had to give,
For I was poor and lonely,
While you were all-too-quick to forgive. 

A fool, in an all-you-can-eat fools buffet,
I was too quick
To take what you were freely
giving away.

Now unwound the truth unfolds,
To show the sew sawed and severed.
A final, swansong voice to those untolds.
My core torn, our souls entwined, your sanity...
Untethered.

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Eileen Manassian June 30, 2017 at 9:22 AM Those last two lines bring your message home so powerfully, Rebecca. There is often a great deal of pain when truth unfolds..as you've aptly written. Thanks for your visit to my poem Never Shame a Woman.