Suffocated Infatuation

A reflection of infatuation so many lean into when they mistake obsession with love

Anchored,
stuck,
no escape.
Your obsession seals my fate.

Desperate,
clinging,
shadows creeping-
a hollow fixation stripped of meaning.

Cold-hearted,
almost departed,
shackled to your rage.
Love-
the mask that hides the cage.

Breath in fragments,
fingers seething,
submerged by your lust,
suffocated in infatuation.

With a final breath
I combust.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

True love helps us grow in many ways and then peacefully expire, but infatuation being the only basis of a relationship just has little chance of lasting and ending peacefully.
This is so good.

[Mysilentembrace]

I agree. Love can be this beautiful catalyst for growth, understanding of self and evolution with others but when built on infatuation it feels suffocating and consuming to the recipient. Thank you for your appreciation, Jacob!

[Carrie]

Hopeless love anyone? Wish to be alone?

[Mysilentembrace]

My ex had a lot of attachment stuff and was both manipulative and controlling. Spending a day away from her to take care of my house and see a friend would send her into a rage. So yes, it’s meant to convey that the love I hoped for was not what she was offering but obsession and control instead.

[Carrie]

So sad. She was so insecure. Perhaps that's what she believed love was?

[Mysilentembrace]

She had a very abusive upbringing that led to a lot of her insecurities and ways of love. I tried hard to be patient through it but unfortunately it became too much for the both of us.

[Carrie]

Well it's a great poem. It defiantly nails what a bad relationship feels like.