Dying passions escalate
Only hatred residing
Magical affections once
Enjoyed with desire
Slowly starts fading
Trusted hands torture
Intimately scarring hearts
Charring cherished moments
Victimized by obsessions
Internal chaos reign
Open pleading for
Love goes discarded
Every moment forgotten
No return foreseen
Candlelight dies out
Eternal darkness reigns
What a rendition though the prompt is just too sad a word!You presented the whats and how abouts of being victims of domestic violence…Now, tell me, isn't ur muse workin right now?It is… 🙂
Unfortunately Leo I can relate to your very true words, 9 years after being widowed I met "Someone" who I thought was a charming considerate gentleman,many bruises and knocks later I left, I thought I had a second chance of happiness how wrong I was. Thanks for highlighting this topic as it goes on more widespread than many people know.Yvonne.
This is good Leo, but hate to think that in the end, all there is is darkness, but some feel that way.
Victimized by obsession – love that line. Great poem.