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Dec 2010
He always lies to me,
But still I don't care
Because I feel safest
When he is there

He steals everything
And he's stolen from me
But I can't live with out him
My friend, my enemy

I never have liked it
Though I don't say a word
Even though most of the time
I really get hurt.

Lo and behold
The person I have said
Has left me twisted and broken
And wishing I was dead

He doesn't quite know it
That's my fault I guess
But when he does these things
I live a little less

Usually it wouldn't matter
Which really makes me wonder
But he is my lightning
And I'm his thunder

He is my best friend
My savior, my pair
Though he does hurt
I always want him there.
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