What will it take
To break the spell
To save me from
This life of hell?
The constant fear
I can’t be free
I can’t escape
Can barely see.
Can’t see beyond
The memories
That plaque me daily
Endlessly.
Wanting more
Not satisfied
Feeling like
I’m paralyzed.
Can’t move forward
Can’t go back
A victim of
This heart attack.
A new beginning
A change of pace
Might help me to
Forget your face.
Your voice, your smile
That evil grin
I hear you laugh
Again and again.
Some sage, some herbs
An eye of newt
Will help me
To be free of you.
The potion
I will gladly drink
I swallow all
No time to think.
I wake refreshed
My mind is clear
All thoughts of you
Have disappeared.
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Looks like the potion worked. Loved the rhythm of this poem. 🌹
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A happy ending! Free at last!!!! 🙂
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