“When will it end” [Poetry]

When will it end?

His words pierce me… like a million swords in my chest.

His tone… makes my jaw clench.

These physical … uncontrolled responses to this man… is becoming harder to hide.

My chest feels tight… and I struggle to breathe…

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

How much more can I take?

Why have I allowed this to get so far?

But how would I have known??

He played his cards right…

He knew my weaknesses…

Exactly how to build me up… only to knock me back down.

I didn’t notice the cycle… until one day I did.

It was my fault all along… I fell too hard.

I knew we didn’t belong together.

I was never enough for him… yet I dedicated my life to proving otherwise.

My self worth… my identity… my whole being… lost.

Now I am here… so deep in… that I can no longer see the surface.

I can no longer see the light at the end.

When does it end? I

Inhale. Exhale.

The feeling in my chest getting tighter…

Inhale. Exhale.

Desperately searching for an exit.

This can’t be my final destination.

Inhale. Exhale.

By Janice Avilla

StrengthScripted

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