“And now she’s in me, always with me”…

dance_in_the_shutter_IX_by_mehmeturgut

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He’s no longer sure…
If he liked you that much…

He no longer craves…
The warmth of your touch…

The spark has died…
And there is little else left…

What once existed…
Has been laid to rest…

Leaving you a stranger…
No longer part of his dreams…

Like a bit part actress…
That’s seldom on screen…

And stood on the outside…
You’re now looking in…

Wondering how this happened…
Much to your chagrin…

As there was a time…
When he worshiped you…

He believed your lies…
Prayed they were true…

And connected so deep…
You shook his very soul…

Sending his moral compass…
Spinning out of control…

He became your puppet…
The mistress’s servant…

He’d do anything for you…
Even if you didn’t deserve it…

But you turned on him…
Like a vampire craving blood…

You drained his emotions…
Whilst feasting on the flood…

Leaving him searching…
For the sanctuary of shadows…

A hole in the darkness…
Where only he knows…

A place he could think…
Allow his mind to clearly see…

And it granted him freedom…
From your constant misery…

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24 responses to ““And now she’s in me, always with me”…

  1. Disillusionment (haiku)

    I was held in arms
    Loving kind and passionate
    I was lullabied

    Comforted cajoled
    Pacified my tears were wiped
    Yes I mattered once

    My love was needed
    I was someones universe
    I dazzled the sky

    Was told I’m special
    Was told I’m incredible
    There’s no one like me

    Such a lovely dream
    Love story I was living
    Disillusioned me!!

    All I did was love
    Like the only thing I knew
    Where did I go wrong

    I tried and I cried
    Cried till I could cry no more
    My tears have gone dry

    Pushed back I am now
    Retreating my steps once more
    Giving you your space

    I will love you still
    I will never let you fade
    Do scatter my ash

    Originally posted on mananunleashed.wordpress.com

  2. I enjoyed how you drew the reader in feeling sorry for the girl, and then turned it around showing how she was the controlling one. It adds dimension to the poem and is an accurate portrayal of many relationships.

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