**This poem was made off of a prompt of my own, if you use this prompt, please give me credit for the prompt.**

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**Prompt: Craft a poem from the perspective of someone in a toxic relationship who mistakes control or chaos for passion. Capture the confusion between pain and love.**

He shoves

Me against a wall

Angrily,

Though I know

_(Or do I?)_

He loves

Me.

He screams

In what seems

(Maybe it is…)

To be rage,

Though

I know

He has his

Reasons.

Maybe

It was me

_(Was is though..?)_,

He’s so

Perfect,

Surely he

Of all people

Has a reason

To leave me

With a broken heart…

Right?

In every fight,

I know he’s right

_(Or am I?)_,

So I

Let him win.

I know

I’m in the wrong

_(Or is he?)_,

I promised him

That I’ll change

_(Or is he_

_The one in need_

_Of changing?)_,

I don’t care

How long

It takes.

_(What if his acts_

_Aren’t ones of_

_Passion,_

_But are ones of_

_Toxicity?)_

__

_(Is this really_

_Love..?)_

__

_(What if _

_This life of_

_Giving in_

_To his every command_

_And taking in_

_Every one of his words_

_Is actually _

_Hurting me..?)_

No!

How could I

Think such

Obscene,

Far-fetched,

Untrue

Thoughts?!

_he loves me…_

__

_He loves me…_

__

_He LOVES me…_

__

_Right..?_

__

_Yes…_

_This, _

_This life I lead_

_With him_

_Is all the love_

_I’ll ever need…_