Taken

You were taken
By a vow
And a spirit
That I could not understand
Despite knowing
That we could never
Be together
I loved you
Like my own soul
I inhaled your spirit
Until obsession took over
When I realized the
Danger of obsession
I cut off
And went far away
To another land
Where I would
Never see you
However the scar
Had cut deeply
Into me
And all my dreams
Were about
Me by your graveside
Mourning the loss
Of your presence
The cords of obsession
Fought hard
To resist the resistance
I put up
As I realized that
I did not have the strength
To pull through
Because the more I fought
The more I fell apart
And became physically
Breathless
Because my heart
Refused to obey
My head and logic
I cried out to heaven
And I was saved
By the mercy of God
With one lesson
Etched deeply
On my mind
“Obsession is bad
For the soul,
Reject obsession
At its early stages
Before it sprouts
Horns and tails
And turns into
A destructive
Monster to the soul.”
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