Fickle fiend– vexed by
the push and pull,
your talons clutch my chest,
grasp my heart between beats,
and choke the life out of me.
Why do you long for me?
I want to let you go.
Could you berate me with anything but your love?
Just hate me.
Say your last goodbye and mean it.
I don’t need you to save me.
I just need you to believe I am enough on my own.
Just let me go.
Brilliant phrasing –
Could you berate me with anything but your love?
Just hate me.
Congratulations. I look forward to reading more from you.
Much appreciated! That is my favorite line in the poem. It is most definitely a darling.
what a satisfying read. at the same time petrifying
Thank you much. It’s definitely a draft that needs work. It’s definitely to the point and honest. I need to read it again. I was so tired when I wrote it.