Yo-yo effect

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I wrote this after having dealt with someone close...

Yo-yo effect

Once again caught up in what I call the Yo-yo effect,
The slinky being tossed down the stairs again and again,
The rope getting torn and yanked back and forth in tug a war,
And when you're done all that's left of me is a wreck,
So what do you want from me?
I give you everything,
My life, my heart, my soul, my all,
All I wanted was some honesty,
But you continue to abuse this,
Bending it to your will,
Molding it as you want,
I just want to end it with a nice sharp painful twist,
You drag me back into the shadows,
Putty in your hands,
Molded to fit the image you have of me,
But there's no time to wallow,
I fight back, I walk away,
But you drag me back again,
Kicking, screaming, crying,
You make it so I stay,
Again I'm caught up in your Yo-yo effect,
Up and down up and down,
Back and forth, abuse and love,
I pray this time you'll be the wreck,
As my world once again collides,
Spinning crashing in you,
Dragging me down into the dark abyss,
Where we both now coincide....
Once again caught up in what I call the Yo-yo effect,
The slinky being tossed down the stairs again and again,
The rope getting torn and yanked back and forth in tug a war,
And when you're done all that's left of me is a wreck,

So what do you want from me?
I give you everything,
My life, my heart, my soul, my all,
All I wanted was some honesty,

But you continue to abuse this,
Bending it to your will,
Molding it as you want,
I just want to end it with a nice sharp painful twist,

You drag me back into the shadows,
Putty in your hands,
Molded to fit the image you have of me,
But there's no time to wallow,

I fight back, I walk away,
But you drag me back again,
Kicking, screaming, crying,
You make it so I stay,

Again I'm caught up in your Yo-yo effect,
Up and down up and down,
Back and forth, abuse and love,
I pray this time you'll be the wreck,

As my world once again collides,
Spinning crashing in you,
Dragging me down into the dark abyss,
Where we both now coincide....

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

Lunabella’s Poems (14)

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Yo-yo effect 0
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