I held on

a work in progress

I held on as you led me on 

quietly without remorse 

all this time you knew all I wanted 

was to be wanted by you 

inexplicably without force

it came as natural as the sun rises and falls

and now exists as a door slamming 

shaking the walls 

I held on as you called me names 

and made me feel small 

thinking that true love takes work

takes effort, takes blame, 

takes a toll

takes and takes and takes 

until you break 

unrecognizable to the reflection staring back at you. 

Reviews

[nadia dmitri]

The concept of equating 'loving takes work' and 'loving takes a toll' is an all too common mistake and its heartbreakingly explored here. You convey so much emotion and heart in beautifully chosen words. Amazing job :)

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful lines 😍 good work 👍

[Relic]

Geez this so good. I can only give it 100. Excellent discription of hurt in a way that leaves me with a sigh in the end.

[Einstein Noodle]

what a powerful poem .. unbalanced relationships can destroy and destroy utterly .. the horrible tragedy of abuse in any of it's manipulating, controlling stages is heart wrenching .. well done!
E.