There is no certainty with this story
it is about an individual aka me
writing
poetry helping express their emotions
experiences
and moods
they feel towards a situation or a person
who will ever know?
I'm drugged by our connection Everyone has their own obsession Chocolates Gum Powdered juices
Hard candy Soft candy Lollipops Even stranger obsessions Dogs
Cats
Reptiles
Amphibians And others would even obsess over elements and objects Even fictional and non fictional things Fragrances
You might think that i am no different When in fact you are both correct yet deeply incorrect Correct because i have an obsession more profound than any other
A type of obsession that would have me viewing things through metal mechanic bars
A type of obsession that'd have me smiling in small claustrophobic places as i take off these bloody gloves The type of obsession that'd have me breaking myself down into pieces if necessary The worst obsession of them all My favorite person My significant other The one that'd i'd laugh at someone hysterically for The one i'd watch sleep while i'm at a distance although i cannot promise she won't be in my arms
You see? I have an obsession but it has indefinite uses to it There's nothing much u could do with a dog or a cat Nothing you could do with an element and or an object
Nothing you could have done with food beside digest it slowly See, the uses to my obsession runs deep I could do many things with my obsession Toy with her
Play ~ with her Love her
Care for her
Oh the possibilities are endless
That's what makes your obsessions unrealistic
My obsession actually serves a meaningful purpose My obsession is realistic
This is what makes me different My obsession truly belongs to me You have to obtain your obsession with cash. You are bound to use such a thin material in order to grasp your obsession I won mine.
An obsession so flawless
Perfect
Like a diamond taking its own shape. Every angle cannot miss Light shooting right through her as she shines She is a blessing If she were ever to be viewed as a curse I'd gladly call her my sin Father forgive me But God ~
Her and i sin everyday Putting on a show for you to watch Tell me god, how does your own creation look on me Call us spiritual because this tension delves deeper Then what the others see Her beauty captivated by everyone who passes by I like to see what belongs to me, get her recognition
I'd look from a distance and at times next to her I'd never blame anyone as my lover is simply exquisite She'd never afford to be less My obsessions beauty surpassing the beauty standard of any decade and or generation
Call her persephone
Aphrodite is overrated My obsession is not duplicated
My obsession is not displayed My obsession is not taken by money My obsession My obsession My obsession
The only thing that repeats is my Due to the simplicity of the fact that My obsession is simply...
Mine.
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