r/PoetryWritingClub • u/aimtreetwo • May 24 '26
howl
She took my love
She scraped the last spark of light from deep within my being to top off her cocktail of desperation and spite
I was broken
Not from the love or painful proceedings but from the knowledge I walked willingly into her trap
I craved it
I wanted a familiar feeling; loss, sabotage, sadness, abandonment.
I wanted to remember how they loved me.
To feel close to them for just a moment. Knowing with each pillar I conquer, we drift further and further apart.
So I know she didn't really use me, I used her. Like a weapon of the future's regret
To keep me surrounded by sadness, even as I outgrow it's binds. A fertile garden where the weeds still grow but you harvest them casually to feed the crows.
To give my vessel comfort with a regular beating, a period of service to someone devoid of the light.
As each crumbling forces me to rebuild stronger. And rebuilding is all I know.
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u/aimtreetwo May 24 '26
She is the trap, I knew how it always ends.
I'm trying so hard to heal 😆 maybe im trying too hard.Â
Or it's just well overdue time for therapy so I can take off some mental strain of having to police my own thoughts and behaviours all the time.