I will write and write until all the words slip away from my mind.
Darling, you are a mistake that hurts a mistake that left marks and bruises and ghosts that chases me not only in the dark but in the brightest days too. You feed on me and drain me of my soul .But darling you have given me much more ... you have given me the power to seek truth and to face fears ... you gave me the fake feelings how love could be so I can imagine now how real love is ... and am giving purely to myself.
This why I will release you with this book ... I'll drip you out of my soul. Those are the words you used to promise me the skies and how you shook my world upside down to put it right up coincidentally. But they were all lies ...
Those are also my words screaming to come out before they rott in my heart. That disease is yours I will never allowe it to transfere to me.
Darling... that's a letter in the form of dairies to thank you for the miracle you have caused me when all you planned for was hell .
YOU ARE READING
Your Words and Fallen Stars
PoetryThe story of how you found me. Sweeped me away. Opened the doors to my demons saying you'd fight them with me but left me to fight them alone. In an attempt to make me lose myself you made me find it and what hurts is that I always feared it.
