Poems

He Is

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He is as enchanting as your favorite Fairy tale might be.

But watch out he has no heart.

Deadly he could be.

He was the blade that slit so many wrists and occasionally wrists.

He was the goodbye kiss that never met your lips.

He was as intriguing as the alcohol on your tipsy breath.

He was the feeling you get when you're so close to death.

He was the chill in winter,

He was the feeling in your stomach when in days you hadn't had dinner.

He was the feeling within you asking why you should try.

He wasn't mean, that was the confusing thing.

As bad as he's been described, though none of it lies.

He was sweet and caring. He was just irregularly daring.

He was everything that didn't make sense.

He's the reason why so many build a high fence.

You can't keep him out.

Because without him you can't do without.