Obsession’s End

obsession is such an odd word –                                                                       

it parades as romance, possession

but generally ends in depression –

it seems like love but is really an expression

of delusion, vanity and indiscretion

an empty vortex of concession

to the great gods of transgression

it rarely ends well, instead becomes a progression

of fear, denial, mania and suppression –

a soul sister to hate’s ugliness and aggression

ultimately, the exponential expression

of love’s greatest obsession

must end its heart-wrenching procession –

perhaps with the mind’s intercession

obsession can end.


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