Lightning choses you,
A tragic ending it may be,
But it notices you.
It sees the darkness you carry,
And it decides to kiss you with light,
You see,
Some Beautiful things are destructive,
But their intentions are true,
The only way to find out if one truly burns for you,
Is when they love the destructive side,
Because it is what makes you who you are,
Your intent is not ill,
Your desire was not malicious,
You aspired for a better story.
YOU ARE READING
For you
Poëzie• For those with invisible wounds • For those with rushed childhoods • For those with forgotten memories • For the trauma • For those that dream • For those that lost someone important • For the selfless • For those with plastered smiles • for t...
