Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 22
There was once a feeling when talking to you
That held up my hope and gave me a smile
A feeling for you, where the gates of this world
The struggles it could provide couldn't touch me
Inspiration passively grew, fluttering it's little wings around my head
Ideas and desires fueling my day
You had a potency like no other
But that made you dangerous too.

You had a wrap on me like no other
Capable of captivating my mentality and sending me off
into depravity, silently sickened by the tragedy of losing me or you
What a world, where the same person that bought me joy could also play with my heart like a toy
Written by
UA  19/M
Please log in to view and add comments on poems