Cruel addiction broke me apart
Leaving me with the lingering taste
Of a forbidden kiss
Craving more I turned on you
Turned on everything we had before
And now I’m broken
Torn in two
There’s nothing left for me to do
But tie my hands
And seal my mouth
Slice my fingers
And still my tongue
I ache
I crave
I desire
I lust
And at the end
There’s nothing left
There’s nothing left
But grainy sand
A shattered rock
And strands of
Dust
Again such powerful emotions and words in this poem. I love the picture you chose for the poem, they go together well. He heart th speaker very much but I can tell she is angry despite feeling broken. Anger isn’t bad I hint it’s justified. She can be angry so she can realize her own strength. That she can overcome even him who she loved and betrayed her.
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I love your comments Mandi, thank you, I have been re-reading them, there is truth in what you say. She loved and there was anger at the betrayal.
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Thanks. Bad situation for her 😦
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