within the middle of my chaos, there was you.
standing there with open arms and a welcoming smile, a desire to fix what's broken.
an obsession every man has, at least once in their lives.
you wanted to fix what couldn't be, and your desire blinded your judgement.
which is my worst nightmare in all honesty.
i sleep with my door closed and locked, guarding myself from anything.
you sleep with the door wide open, willing to let the creatures of the night by your side.
they say you're only haunted by the things you refuse to accept, yet i have embraced my trauma and haven't seen any signs of peace.
YOU ARE READING
my poetry - kelsey loch
Poetrymy personal work, all written by me - i post them here so i can reflect on myself and my writing easily. writing is my greatest passion, and i hope you love my work. all feedback is appreciated!
