He
He was that sunshine that light my way
He was that anchor holding me in place so I won't be astray
He was my breath of new air so liberating and fun
But he was polluted yet I'm addicted and gone
Like calm before the storm he held me tight
With a promising smile telling me "Everything's alright"
So tell me how can I ever escape it?
He's polluted but I really liked it
He was raw and harsh yet I was captivated
Because he was my sunshine, he light up my way
For from the darkness he took me away
So I was grateful for this toxic love, grateful for his crooked love
He was my anchor so I was his Marionette
He voiced out for me when I can't speak
He voiced out for me in every move that I take
He was my anchor, I was his Marionette
He was my breath of new air, a polluted one
So gentle and sweet yet so manipulating and wrong
Yet he colored my life with dangerous thrills of uncertainty
He showed me a world where tomorrow is something I can't see
He was that toxic love I can never let go
He was that broken pillar I dearly leaned on
It's crazy how crooked we were back then
Yet I am thankful to see how strong I've become today
-sdjm
07May2018
7:25 p.m.
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Love, Life and Insanity (Hiatus)
PoetryJust a collection of my random thoughts in poetry form. #61 in Poetry as of August 18, 2017. The highest rank so far.
