I gave him all the key to my heart and he opened the door. I let him into my mind and he made it better than the dark uncomfortable attic it was. He made my mind a warm attractive place and he settled there. He furnished my heart with love. Then when I needed him most he tore all the furnishings to pieces. He broke the warm attractive that was my mind. My last piece of sanity was lost when he left. The thoughts and feelings I let him take he used. He turned into someone I didn't know, his true self, the person everyone warned me about. He pulled my heart out of my chest and performed the surgery to fix it. Then he took it and with combat boots he stomped on it. He stomped on it until it was mush. He looked me dead in the eye and while I was looking turned into a monster. I took the pieces of my heart and I put them together. The puzzle that had turned in my thoughts and feelings I locked away in the box in the attic. I turned into a shell and with every passing day I lost more and more of myself. Then one day, you opened the window in the attic, you turned the stale air into fresh air, you showed me the moon and stars, you opened my eyes to the world and opened the box in the attic. You gave me feelings. You saved me from drowning any farther. You saved me.
You are my saviour.
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Random Stories, Poems and Writings
RandomI have been told I am an ok writer and this was mostly made for me to let off some steam and share some stories that float around in my head. I probably write these at night when I have nothing left to keep me busy and all my feelings come rushing b...
