Tuesday, December 30, 2014


Too clingy, too needy, 
Too much, too greedy,
Excuses and alibis, pulling away,
Destroying love, why the betray?
Too much, too soon,
Same song, same tune.
Sent away, banished,
Hoping I’d vanished.
Bound so tight away 
From where we always played.
Like a caged wolf chewing through the ropes,
Soon breaking free, dashing all hopes,
Wandering alone, searching for penance,
Yearning for love’s essence.
Is there salvation for one such as me?
Is it possible? Can it be?

CWylde © 12/29/14

(Written in response and as a combo prompt to #darksideofpoetry and #Heartsmeal)

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