The darkest part of it was I was smiling when I asked if my old lover was dead....
the sadists part is I wish she was and yet a part of me holds her to my heart for what she did I shouldn't even feel for her
But love is a powerfuly cruel thing
As time grew she knew I wasn't human....she was scared
But why would she have to be if she was the cruel monster in the beginning
It's strange but it makes since now
And everyone thinks shes crazy
YOU ARE READING
poetry of a mad man
Poetryim still learning how to wright so i apologize for mistakes if any but these are poems based of my dreams, life, spiritily trama, ect so they may be intense warning for sensitive readers
