He was an angel
With dark broken wings.
His pain was venomous
And love torturous.
His dark side
Never showed.
He never wanted it to-
It would hurt me too much.
He sent off a mysterious vibe.
No one ever saw his black wings,
Hidden by his leather jacket.
But someone eventually did
Taking it off and revealing him.
Scars and bruises marked his body-
He’d been hurt and broken.
I never realized I wanted to hold him,
Love him,
And mend his jagged pieces.
He had a dark side-
He lived dangerously,
He wanted exhilaration,
More excitement to last a lifetime.
He was the bad boy.
I was an angel
With white wings.
I sent out happiness
And brought smiles to faces.
I had a bright side
That always showed.
I wanted everyone to laugh,
Most of all, deep inside
I wanted him to smile
I wrote, read and imagined
Love lives day and night
I dreamed to fall hard
For someone one day.
I lived a quiet life,
No risks,
Safe and sound,
Hidden from the world.
My chances came from my words.
I was disguised by
Everyone else’s uniqueness.
I was the good girl.
We met. He was dangerous
I was cautious-
I wanted nothing from him
He wanted nothing from me.
Yet he made me blush,
He made every word we exchanged
Worth it.
Good or not.
He made my stomach go crazy,
I felt so special.
The intensity in his eyes
When we spoke
Made me feel incredible.
We were star crossed lovers,
But he was willing to do anything
To keep me.
He planted a smile permanently
On my face.
I soon learned to like him.
A crush became love
And love led me to crave-
Crave him.
I wanted to fix his wings
Make him fly again.
Fly back to heaven where he belonged.
He was out of this world-
Just perfect.
He loved me as much as I loved him.
He was black, I was white,
I was day, he was night,
He was dark, I was light.
We contrasted,
We were abstract-
Amazing.
I wanted his touch,
His kiss,
Begged for his words,
Every. Single. Day
He drove me crazy,
Insane every morning.
I could only think of him,
He affected me
So Much.
I was addicted to his words,
I needed him-
I needed my angel-
My precious Dark Angel.
He was the danger I needed,
To spark my life.
He was happiness,
I loved him so much it hurt.
He was perfect.
He was all Mine
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
I am a independent dreamer
I wonder where life will bring us
I hear the sounds only within us
I see the day go by like a puzzle
I want go back to the old game
I am a independent dreamer
I pretend to be strong
I feel lost in wonderland
I touch the walls from the inside
I worry for what’s to come
I cry about the present
I am a independent dreamer
I understand now is not forever
I say it will be all ok
I dream for the later
I try to live happily
I hope for the solution
I am a independent dreamer
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC