The sun rises then sets;
It's beautiful.
The moon glows then disappears;
It's beautiful.

The thought of 'Us' is bittersweet.
'Us' is ugly yet so beautiful.
'Us' is saccharine yet so acidic.

Demoralized thoughts
derived from cynical trepidation
seem to render me dazed and addled.

I've never experienced a love like this:
a love whereas i voluntarily succumb to any of your surmises,
a love whereas your wants and needs come before mine,
a love whereas I feel like i need you,
a love whereas I suffer from withdrawal
when your voice fails to reach my ear for too long,
when your skin fails to touch my skin for too long,
when the trust I so much had in you
..
..
..
seems to no longer exist.

*Would anyone savour the taste of a bittersweet fruit?

"No, please"
I wouldn't take it back
just stop it with all these scarring memories
I will not say I was wrong
my thoughts kept me going strong

it all got so bad,
I had a bad dad.
he had to go
to a different home, he didn't belong
his hands beat to a different kind of song

I was bad too
I had way too much drugs to abuse
I closed my eyes, I really did try.
they took it all away

daddy wouldn't listen
mama couldn't cope
next thing I know I'm taking my last ****
sent away. on a not-so sunny day

the sun didn't shine, it had no time
I was never sober, drugged with their pokers
Isn't that funny? I'm such a lonely joker
I can't fight this, I'm sick with their emptiness

it got so hard to breathe
I was drowning, and no one could see
I wasn't the real me.
I was dazed, and unhappy.
"So, what changed?"   "Me."