This I Know From Experience (poem)

(This poem is a continuation of this poem, as well as this poem, and has the idea explored more in this post.)

If you loved her,
You would let her be.
You would back away
And swallow your poison love.

You have no right to her,
To talk to her,
To her friendship,
To have her face you.

Through passive acceptance
And timid weakness
Do others stay quiet
As you follow obsession.

When you reject her aversion
All should roar in protest!
The truest crime is inaction
When action must be taken!

So go ahead and fall.
Give yourself up to obsession.
Let fiction destroy reality.
Throw yourself into the void.

The ground beneath you will crumble,
Love will turn to sorrow,
Friends into enemies,
Family into strangers.

This is a warning.
Let your obsession die,
Slaughter it with truth and reason,
Or be left in oblivion.

-Zero