Or Is He?
**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…_