Destruction Through Love - Poem by Rosemary Wilson
destruction comes though
embarrassment cowered my face
my face washed with fear
resentment - anger soon followed.
Smouldering rage sparked from the embers
of my discontent.
My fiery tongue lashed
upon the soleness of your wounds
in which to you I bestowed.
The percieved mirrored perception:
My love, shadowed through deception.
How could I?
How could you?
How could we...?
We live life hurting the one's we love
And through love we leave ourselves vulnerable to hurt
Shall we forget each other.
Falling out of love - no longer to be hurt
by one another.
destruction comes through
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