‘Untitled’ | danielleholian_ | Poetry

You spoke to me in low whispers
Things too quiet that went unheard, sometimes

I began to ignore the truth
So it tangled itself in my heart, soul, and mind

It crawled under my skin
Reaching for depth

You disguised your abusive outbursts
As reactions to my kindness and generosity

I was too loving, too much
Everything you could ever ask for and more

But I wasn’t enough
As you always searched for more

You slowly sucked the life out of me
Leaving me with nothing but memories of this tragedy.