![]() ObsessedA Poem by Soma-ko![]() Never a good thing, to be too obsessed...![]() His heart tainted
black, By the edge of my
quill. My words flow
within his blood, His heart beats
relentlessly. Pumping my
disparaging thoughts, His whole body is
stained with my hate. His mind can think
of nothing less, On how I left him
that day. Tears seem to be
on vacation, For he cannot
summon them. Contaminated with
my criticisms, He completely
forgot about himself. Losing his mind
slowly, My mind became
his. Soon he no longer
thought for himself, But of me. © 2013 Soma-koFeatured Review
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