This time I knew I'd gone too far
I always pushed so much,
just like a selfish greedy child
who needs more than a touch.
Harsh words spilled out in hate and spite
an avalanche of rage,
engaging mouth before the mind
I took the centre stage.
He gave me every part of him
and I just took and took,
so long as I had my own way
and kept him on the hook.
I'm glad he's gone it wasn't fair
the pain I put him through,
no one deserves such cruelty
I realise it's true.
I only have myself to blame
'controlling freak' he said,
so now I sit by candlelight
and sip my glass of red.
Author notes
'Candlelit Thoughts' by Mark Braithwaite.
30 LINES.
A contest entry
- Thoughts by Sue Cardwell.
1750 points, ended July 20, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow
Love yer honesty -
Learning from a heart wrenching mistake such as this one builds the character one needs to replace a hostageship with a relationship Good take in the PIC
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yep....sigh....been a control freak once or twice myself
This was good reading. Love, Lane
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It does seem that she is contemplating that empty ring finger of the left hand..good take on the prompt!
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Thank you for your entry in my contest. I love your take on the prompt and felt her pain and loss.
Good luck in the contest...Sue
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Ah..the tearful piece with the depth of life..I am touched indeed...well done my friend....thanks for sharing such a wonderful piece...
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Yes, but he put up with it, until he didn't put up with it any more. A lesson learned? Perhaps.
Enjoyed your write.
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