Leaving
I know you are leaving me
and I start to lose control
You are walking away
with my heart and my soul
Not a moment’s hesitation
before you open that door
I am already your history
as I slump to the floor
You take all that I have
And then some more
I am an empty vessel
with nothing left to pour
How does it feel
to have this much power?
This, my question to you
Received a deadly glower
There is hatred in your eyes
and I can see my reflection
A shadow of my former self
I will be your last abjection
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompt
Hesitate
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Poignant!
Thank you 🙂
Very touching poem. I love the resolve at the end of the poem.
Thank you so much. Its either that or crumble and die 😢
The option always lies in our hearts to stand and face or give up.
❤️
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