what's out there ( a poetry story )

the drug i couldn't stop

sunsets stay pretty till dusk comes up again,
i guess i just didn't know the feelings after 3 years since you vanished,

the pain lingering down my spin,
maybe i would call it heroine,

you become a stimulant,
when i would go cold turkey,

it's like i was thrown into the water tied with the fact i would have to accept fate

the thoughts of you consume me,
that this addiction could kill me

i see you in everyone i like,
music,
lyrics,
events

men .

maybe that's the mistake i made,
when i look for men,
i always get my heart shattered,

then i go running back to you,

it's okay for them to hurt me,
but,
when i do something to bother them

i'm "crazy"

having men manipulate me and control me,

this is something i shouldn't be getting used to

this all started

with you .

out of the men that have walked in and out of my life,

i saw my life with you

in the end,
i still hope and believe it's you

you were something else,
i can't even put into words how much you mean to me

to go the extra limit if i have to

this is my story,
and this is just the beginning