Your love is a double-edged sword
It leaves me dwindling, dawdling, seeking more

Never enough is given much thought
Thinking it’s normal, to believe this lot

A good day or a bad day
It never stays the same
Moods shift and always change

Your affection is a moving target
Most days it feels likely half-hearted    

Nothing I see in you is stable
Watching your fist hover on the table

After the very last dramatic slam,
I’ve finally left and found who I am

Away from your toxic words I stranded
From flailing miles down, now I’ve landed