My Purgatory Poem by Samantha Young

A vortex of feelings rages inside
My emotions and memories begin to collide
The rage that is building, begins to strike
Nothing that's happening remotely feels right
My head is spinning out of control
No more, in anything, do I find conosole
The execrations have done all to tear me down
Leaving me empty, an abandoned ghost town
I can no longer dwell in our memories
Or drift off in reticent reverie
What can save me from these poignant recollections?
I need a remedy for my silent affliction
Only then will I be released from your tenacious grasp
From your demeaning discourse, to your relentless clasp
Though I can't say the lessons I've learned were nugatory,
Being in this relationship was my purgatory