as addictive as sugar, as painful as a knife

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you stabbed it in 

you dug it deep

you eyed your pray 

you made it stay 

you aren't the day 

just as you aren't the night. 

you are a demon thriving in spite. 

you aren't full of might. 

you aren't powerful with your fuel of spite. 

you are a nightmare casted as a dream.

you could be described by a meme. 

but I'm sick of your scheme. 

you rubbed it in. 

you added salt. 

but before you laugh in my face again,   let me bring this to a halt. 

You aren't getting another chance. 

Don't bring up my promises. 

Don't bring up my love. 

I'm still here,   I still care. 

But I'm done. 

I'm done with you breaking my heart everyday and then showing a sweet,   sugar like,   addicting love. 

You hurt me then make me forget within seconds. 

You're a sweetheart with a lovely filling of horrible manipulation. 

You're so painfully wonderful,   so insanely addicting,   so wonderfully lovable and yet so easily loathed. 

I love you,   but I hate you too. 

I wish I could trust you. 

I wish I wasn't afraid of you. 

So I'm leaving. 

Forgive me,   but I need to see if I can respect myself enough to tell you something you won't like. 

I need to learn before I love. 

I need to learn to be tough. 

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