An Unhealthy Magnetism
It’s like a magnet pulling in opposite directions:
Right, left, always pulling and threatening to tear asunder.
It cannot be explained and it’s fruitless to attempt to do so.
There is no cessation, it is constant and ongoing night and day.
Its presence is always felt though it may go unacknowledged.
Some days it’s easier to forget; others it’s useless trying to.
Ignoring it only augments it and in time makes it worse than before.
The attraction is dangerous and sickening; yet it’s also gratifying and euphoric.
It’s easy to give into the fantasy; it’s difficult to resurface from it.
The only hope is that one day it will dissipate and at last extinguish.
But all that remains is the burned out emptiness from before.
magnetism.
Well done, a poem with a deeper meaning, Thank you for sharing Bern
Thank you so much. (:
Thank you so much. (:
Thanks for sharing
Lovely writing style...emotive yet cryptic.
Would love to read more.
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Thanks (: I really appreciate
Thanks (: I really appreciate the feedback.