Toxic Love

She lost her way

In the arms of the unknown

A cover soft and gentle

Too true to be left alone

…………………………..

He stormed into her life

Disguised as a charmer

Seeps into her red folds

Her knight and shining amour

……………………………

Unknown, she’s captured in a corner

Lost in a world of a horror

Seeing what she wants, ignoring her heart murmur

Tortured by his absence, over and over

……………………………..

Beneath her beautiful was a scar,

A soul with strings like a guitar

Played a melody of a heart in despair

She danced in her river through the nausea of mal de mer

………………………………..

In a world where only he exists,

In a world, she came to know,

One day at a time, she lost him

Someone she never had – someone she couldn’t let go. 

Published by Monique Miller

Hi Everyone! Welcome to My Story Time, where I publish short stories, poems, and proses. Writing is more than just putting words on paper, it's an art that fuels one's imagination.

9 thoughts on “Toxic Love

  1. So much of longing is the soul’s discontent. It is sometimes projected onto a fantasy person who is only tangentially connected to the real person who has come into the life of the soul sufferer. This is particularly problematic if the shadow person sifting in and out of the soul sufferer’s life is adroit in plucking love melodies from the soul strings. The anguish remains as a solitary dance of her own long after the soul player has moved on (assuming that that person had ever really been there in the first place). I am reminded of one of my favorite ABBA music videos: “The Day Before You Came.” What you have written is so beautiful and haunting.

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