You no longer have a hold on me
You no longer pollute my thoughts with your careless insanity
I am no longer yours
I can no longer look at you
For the pain you caused was too much to bare
The sound of your voice is self destructive to my well being
The guilty stare that your eyes caress me with
I am not your friend, fiend
You say my indecisiveness drove you mad
I say your madness drove me crazy
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Nice write. I like the title, and it's definitely true that at times poetry can help one analyze and assess their feelings.


