I had this sick
notion in my head:
love is all we need,
love will help
me get through the life,
get through the plight;
and then I met you,
everything seemed bright.
In fact, brighter than bright,
my world turned breezy;
with love hanging in the air,
and air having your strong
essence, in turn,
every breath I took
made me intoxicated,
made me dizzy.
The notion in my head;
it commenced sounding
wiser.
Oh how I wish,
this dreamy state would
have lasted longer.
Longer than it did,
sweeter than it presented,
I would have been more than
obliged,
if you would have given
at least a fair warning,
a fair chance,
before shredding my
heart into
million parts.
I had this sick
notion in my head:
love is all we need,
love will help;
but failed to understand
that love is the root of
heartbreak;
heartbreak; the root of plight.
Ever heard of a devil
falling for his victim
and helping him
thrive?
YOU ARE READING
I hope
Poesía"Heart breaks and tear stains. sleepless nights and foggy eyes. Shattered dreams and unuttered cries They might comprise my days so far, yet, in midst of the chaos and emotions, I will rise with fire in my eyes." Cover by: @Glass_Sword
