You once professed your love for her;
Holding her like tomorrow would never come.
You thought he was given to you by God,
to be held in the crevices of your skinny arms;
but now those hopes ring hollow.
In this walk of everlasting togetherness,
your promises are forgotten.
The comfort and steadiness of your vows lost,
and all that left is her desire for true steadfastness.
You now belong to a land of emotional abuse,
verbal manipulations and careless stamina.
And now I watch you take her weaknesses,
and consciously tear her apart.
It is an endless loop;
where your manipulative words,
pierce her soul and skin.
Ripping off every dignity,
that sums up her being.
My words for you are,
I hope you never lose this good thing...
I hope you see the gift.
Hold on to her like your tomorrow depends on it;
this abuse of love is a dead end,
be steady her forgotten love existence.
Poetry from Soothe Thy Soul: Rhythm of My Heart. Check it out here