☞ s p a m ☜

𝕄𝕆𝕄

a poem

🌻
you're full of it
but I still love
you.

you call me names
but I still love
you.

you buy me sweets and goodies
I love
you.

you're double-sided
they love you
too.

I once told you,
how I ached inside.
you were mad
but, I understood why.
you offered help countless of times,
why didn't I reach out?
I'm sorry
I explained how you were a machine
that tore my insides.
"stop!" I'd say, "stop!"

you never did

you'd just laugh and say,
"it's a joke"
or
"that's how I grew up"

no, you didn't physically hurt me.
you just tugged
at my heartstrings,
and got mad over little things.

there are things I'll never say
in fear of being thrown away
quiet is violent, yes I know this
but I've learned its best to keep quiet
for it is quite a good mindset
instead of being lost in the abyss
and inflicting more pain within me

there's this side of you though
that brings me bliss.
you comfort me and give me kisses
of course you still bring pain
except,
I don't feel the pain anymore.
not that you stopped, heavens no
I'm just used to it now.

but,
it's okay,
I still love you.
🌻

I think it's interesting. Sorry I didn't keep a consistent end rhyme but hey, not all poems are perfect.
Some don't even rhyme at all.