You posed as a friendly entity but you were really a predator
For too long you’d been a thorn in my side, yet I allowed it.
I was gullible.
To think I pined for you even when you hurt me.
Your goodwill blinded me and it had a price - My soul.
You never cared for me and all I meant to you was an extra name on the list.
I am nobody’s conquest. .
Like a parasite you latched onto my person and oppressed me.
The penny dropped and I woke up.
My soul still burns and won’t be sucked dry.
You no longer have any hold over me.
You can't have me.
I now have authority over you.
Now go away and die…
This isn’t a poem as such or even trying to be. Just thoughts and sentences pieced together regarding the way I have felt about cutting myself off from an element of bad karma that has given me grief for a while now. This bad karma I thought was something good and a bringer of happiness, yet it strung me along and like the monkey to the organ grinder I danced to its tune. I am free of this!
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