He was mine
He was my chaos
That's what he is
A chaotic mess
But that brought such peace to me
My loud bipolar mind
I Found peace in him
Even when he was driving everyone crazy
He made me feel less like a freak
He showed the happiness
Of the mess I was and still am
He was a spotlight
In my dark mind
I'd cloud my thoughts with alcohol
Till he showd a spark in me
That I never new existed
He was my chaos
And I love it
To everyone else it was a bad kind of mess
To everyone else him and I looked like a mess
But to me in was beautiful
Because in the middle of my chaos
Was him
💔
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My unsaid thoughts-February
Poetrypoems I've written about love, heartbreak and day to day life as a teenage girl<3 -your author
