Yo-yo effect :: Lunabella :: Original Poetry

Yo-yo effect

Once again caught up in what I call the Yo-yo effect,

The slinky being tossed down the stairs again and again,

The rope getting torn and yanked back and forth in tug a war,

And when you're done all that's left of me is a wreck,

So what do you want from me?

I give you everything,

My life, my heart, my soul, my all,

All I wanted was some honesty,

But you continue to abuse this,

Bending it to your will,

Molding it as you want,

I just want to end it with a nice sharp painful twist,

You drag me back into the shadows,

Putty in your hands,

Molded to fit the image you have of me,

But there's no time to wallow,

I fight back, I walk away,

But you drag me back again,

Kicking, screaming, crying,

You make it so I stay,

Again I'm caught up in your Yo-yo effect,

Up and down up and down,

Back and forth, abuse and love,

I pray this time you'll be the wreck,

As my world once again collides,

Spinning crashing in you,

Dragging me down into the dark abyss,

Where we both now coincide....