The Drabbles of a Young Mind

Tales taught truly

I'm addicted to the pain of your touch

Every word you say drives me insane

But with each line I blush

Falling deeper, harder, faster

Than I ever have before

Hating you oh so sweetly

Choking on your bitter sweet love

So take my heart and lock it away

Because you are the victor

And my feelings are little more

Than the spoils of these twisted wars

We play for our own sick pleasure

You mess with my head

I'm losing my mind

How did I ever expect you to be mine?

You're sick and abusive

But caring and kind

A liar and a saint

The phrase a wolf in sheep’s wool

Comes to mind, because you obviously

Pulled the wool over my innocent eyes

Tried to long and hard to fight it

But I've since resigned myself to a fate

Of half loves and heartache

All due to a sob story and a pretty face