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Codependent Tendencies


Memories intertwined 

The love of one 

Deeply connected 

Magnets drawn together 

Stunk in the HOV 

We ride till we die. 

 

Do I miss you Or 

Do I depend on you 

All my thoughts revolving 

Around your Saturn rings

Rocked by your waves 

Crashing down when ur not around 

You are my light 

I follow in your strides 

Like a duck 

My earth quakes

I lose myself 

Missing you 

All I ever do 

Awaiting to feel secured 

 

These boundaries rigid and invisible 

Space creating pull

No control over 

The many emotions needing tending 

Caretaker to it all 

I try to fix you 

But I fall 

Deeper into love 

 

Ahead of myself 

I lose my head 

Absorbing your words 

Threatened by your disappearance 

Your problems my own 

No line in the sand 

You overtake me 

 

Obsessions 

Always on my mind 

Did I make a mistake 

Will you walk away 

I squeezed too tight 

Afraid you will seep through my fingers 

Losing you I lose myself 

Dependent on your love 

Abandoned, I wasn’t enough 

 

I still cling to you 

Denying it won’t work out

No matter the pain 

I stand by your side 

I know I can fix this 

Please, don’t leave me 

 

Vulnerability and need for intimacy 

I crave you 

My favorite dish 

Feeding on dependency 

Smothering your autonomies 

I want all of your time 

No need for separations

Too painful emotions 

Colliding their needs 

Tendencies too dependent 

Mental illness runs rampant 

I can’t control 

My codependent tendencies. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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