Yes, you love him.
Not the way artificial love is
Because this isn't that
It feels too wonderful
And hurts in equal
Leaping throwing pains
Clawing at your throat
As the boat of your mind
Desperately tries to stay afloat.
This rollercoaster for one
Has no sun
No light to shine down on it.
You have to feel something
There has to be a spark of this inferno in you
Because your making me die
Tears she'd when I'm alone crying
And you have no idea.
You don't know how it feels
When you look at her
Like she's the only one
A holy one
A shrine to you
Because that's you to me
Your laughter is my guide
In this place without light
Your tears if ever shed
Is holy water to me.
You are my church
You are my worst enemy.
Yet I can't stop worshipping you
Because my life without you
Would not exist.
For I had forgotten how to live
Until you walked into the room.
I love you
My worst enemy.
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Poems of a Misfit's Life
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I hope to get feed back on. Warning; some of these topics are triggering for certain people. this book contains themes of depression, suicide, and rape. Read and your own risk. I would really appreciate feedback, s...
