Letting Go Poem by Johnnie Parker

Love is sickness
Love is death
But love is all that I have left.
I want to hate
But I continue to care.
There is nothing left in my stare,
I am empty,
Completely gone,
I’ve lost my will to be strong.
You looked at me,
You took my heart
And went with you every part.
You’re the cure to my disease,
Or the infection that spreads with ease.
You’re the place I long to be,
But you’re so far away from me.
You’re where my peace lies,
You took my soul with your eyes,
And I pray you’re not the devil in disguise.
I have a feeling in my chest,
That the devil in me hasn’t left.
I’m beginning to think this is a test,
How far have I come?
Will I succeed?
For the answer,
I plead.
Will my good intentions bring me down?
Or will I see with her I’m on unsteady ground?
I know no answer.
I’m starting to see,
You’re my cancer.
I try to cure you,
And you infect me more.
My heart is poured on the floor.
Your beauty is a tragedy,
An angel fallen,
Into the depths of greed,
You wallow in your need,
On my soul you feed.
My compassion has brought me only pain,
How is it fair,
That I continue to care,
While you only rip and tear?
I can’t take it anymore,
Angel, I’m letting go,
But through my veins,
You’ll always flow..