If ever we met,
However it happened,
I am certain that we
Would both know.
**
If I met my soulmate
If he felt it too,
I feel like I would
Finally be whole.
**
Love is love, right,
Even if it is planned ahead,
Because happiness is
A relative term.
**
I could be a slave,
Literally or not,
But if fate made him love me,
I would accept servitude.
**
A slave forever,
Or die alone?
Is it truly an option,
Do I really have a choice?
**
If destiny or fate or God,
If whoever controls us decided
That I was to be a slave or a victim of kidnapping,
I could accept that with the promise of love.
**
Maybe I'm crazy,
Or just desperate for some type of connection,
To another person,
Who could understand my secrets.
**
I might be crazy,
It honestly wouldn't surprise me,
But if I was a slave to a vampire,
I would want to live with him forever.
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Musings of the Insane
PoesiaThis is more or less a sequel to Nightmares, only this one will mostly be freestyle poetry. The same warning applies to this one. Also, if easily triggered, do not read, please. Thanks and enjoy.
