Unloved - Poem by Bryony Sheldon
When I asked you to give me a break
I didn't think you'd start at my heart.
Your paranoid antics drove me insane
And they blew my head apart.
You were slippery and disgusting
Like vomit, puss or phlegm
Your love was incarceration
And I had been condemned.
You were an obsessive control freak
So how am I the one to blame?
I broke my back for you, I did no wrong,
So why do you think that I should change?
You said that you'd do anything for me,
But you never listened to a word I said.
Looking back, I see that you wore two faces,
Looking back, I hated both of them.
I was your puppet on a chain-
You broke my heart to keep me in check-
So why don't you just give me a break? !
Please- start at my neck!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Also, I know that the title has a poor connection- for some dumb reason I thought it'd be a great idea to limit all my poems to 1 word titles (with one exception) - this means that a load of my poems have titles that don't actually suit the poem- sorry!
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