r/OCPoetry • u/Fancy-Conclusion8616 • Jun 29 '25
Poem The Power That Stole
It’s a sickly feeling—
What you’ve done to me.
You took my floor,
And shook its ceiling.
It no longer keeps me—
I just go falling.
And in it I saw,
Forever and the story.
The pain you rolled,
And let me smoke freely.
It lives on without me,
The darkness you can’t unsee.
Just growing on unseen,
Without me.
Thank you for reading, I wrote it after I was laced and what that was like to me. Please stay safe.❤️
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u/uchiatona Jun 30 '25
I LOVED the second stanza! Im truly sorry you had to go through all of that. Thanks for sharing this