Still I reel from his ways unkind.
The way confidence, he did steal.
Manipulated, couldn't feel.
Bewildered by the charming bind.
Casual neglect blunted mind.
I did escape his cloying hold.
Extracted dross revealing gold.
I regret the age I wasted.
How I kept myself sedated.
But the escape, did make me bold...
Another challenge from RonovanWrites – A Décima with ‘steal’ as the B rhyme. Never written a Décima before and it was good challenge and interesting to work through the regret I still feel, despite several years passing, at wasting time with an unsuitable partner. Check out his guidance here on how to write a Décima.