TROUBLE
In your presence, I rode an emotional roller coaster.
A wild journey through peaks and valleys, no poster.
From dizzying heights to the depths of a dungeon.
You stir my soul, unraveling emotions, no truncheon.
My defenses crumble. Humility takes the throne.
As the guarded walls fall, vulnerability begins to grow.
My soul sponge, you could absorb both joy and strife.
A paradoxical addiction—the essence of life.
So here I am, in this loveless mess.
A captive willingly submitted.
As sanity and reason gradually diminish.
My emotional compass spins without prediction.
Being in love with you—an exquisite affliction.
The heart’s escapades are wild and uncontrollable
Possessiveness, jealousy, fear of rejection
False evidence, a delusion, complete fiction.
I sacrificed everything, now my life takes precedence.
Involuntary passion is beyond consolation.
Goodbye, codependence; hello independence.
You love me, then leave me alone,
Loving you is not good for me,
it’s recklessly wrong.
It’s trouble.
Copyright © Sherry Beck | Year Posted 2024
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