This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin.
She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage.
I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood.
Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray.
No sermon here just the confession of waves that overwhelmed what she pursued.
Conclusion
Love that surges without invitation is violence disguised as depth—my rage proved it merciless. She came as mermaid, seeking hidden seas; she left hollow, drowned by what I could not contain. In the silence after the flood, I hold only echoes and the weight of what I almost kept. If this stirs you, it is freedom calling—love true never refuses the mercy of goodbye
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