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The edge of respite.

The edge of respite.

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My sweet, sweet Valentine 

Oh how you dangle me

From the edge of respite.


Continuing to choke me wild

I believe I have finally admitted to your trials.


I walk the edge of the rope 

Our love dangled between our fists 

If we took a fall 

I wonder, 

If I would finally escape this thrall.


Piercing nails on my flank

Gluttonous hands in my hair

I fall into your love with the utmost despair.


Cajoling me with sweet, sharp words.

Controlling, calculative mind, so hard at work.

Ruby red lips stretched in a seductive grace.

Eyes sharp enough to cut me bare.


The bindings of our love

Are sewn to my sides. 

The leash to my being 

Dangled carelessly from your elegant hands.


I wonder, 

Why I still want you to be mine?

Just mine.


I walk the edge 

I walk it with a grimacing smile.

So lost in your love 

Demeaning my own being 

With just a single, utter of your words.


No, I am not mad in your love.

I am conscious throughout this endeavor.

I am just twisted in this web

That you wove from our love.


I have lost my being,

My sense of self.

I do not know where I was 

And where you began.


Hurt me more

But please, hold me close.

Draw more blood, tear me apart.

But follow it with your love and comfort.


I have lost to you,

I have lost my pride,

I have lost my self, I lost my light.

I have lost as a person,

I want to curse you

But I can't let myself hurt you.


What I once was,

I would never be again.

A piece of me got lost 

And what is left I can't seem to comprehend.


I walk the edge 

Even to this day, even in dismay.

Like a fly trapped in the web, 

I watch you advance.

Helpless in myself, and in my sense of self.


But the rope is getting thinner

And the exhaustion is taking over,

I watch with hooded eyes,

Our love dangled,

Precariously on the edge.

I wonder,

If I fall, would it or we would survive?


But it's too late now,

I am too tired at this height.

So I will let myself fall.

But I do wonder,

In another world, in another life,

Would we or our love have survived?


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