I walked away from the toxic tug-of-war,
I cannot allow myself to feel the sting anymore.
The constant need to complain about all I do,
Just because I refuse to cater or bow to you.
Just having your love has a price that I chose not pay,
A silent manipulative game that you love to play.
Pit one against the other with your words,
Cause both to be broken and feeling the hurt.
You are toxic to my mind because of your constant games,
If you knew how precious you are to me due to your name.
You demand me to be at your beckon call,
However, nothing I do will make you happy at all.
(C) 2018, Crystal S. Kauffman