Dearest, don’t you dare leave me and go.
I haven’t put on the world’s greatest show,
For you to choose that woman over me.
Your deepest desire, anything, I could be.
But I see the way you look at her, and cry,
But then my tears stop, now enraged I try,
And imagine the most painful things to do,
To her, because she can’t be the one for you.
To start, maybe her glowing skin, I will scar,
Then I would hit her with my getaway car,
I would completely ruin that beautiful face,
Or perhaps, her drink with poison I’d lace.
It would all be worth it for you my darling,
Don’t tell me that you find all this startling.
I warned you, I’m insane, but ‘tis only for you,
That I’d give my life and take someone’s too.
- Author: Ladywithaquill ( Offline)
- Published: April 17th, 2024 09:21
- Comment from author about the poem: Part-2 of Obsession. I don't know if there will be more parts. Feedback and any ideas for continuation of this series of poems, are appreciated.
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