I am sitting quite far
watching the play
watching the scene unfold
I am forced
but I am bored.
Until I see an
unearthly beauty
just like Aphrodite
(better than her, possibly)
With the lips of a sinner
and a mind of a killer
he couldn't be any meaner
just like a drug dealer.
Love as drug,
drug as love.
Soon the line tends to blur.
I wake up with teary eyes
not sad, but with pleasure.
My vision still blurry
until I see him passing by
whoa, what a catch of sight.
If I were to die
then I want him to
be the poison to kill me.
I know hes bad
but I want his lips to seal mine.
If I whisper his deeds to Cerberus
he'll take him in , I am serious.
The way he sugarcoats,
lies and deceits
You hear him, you know it but
you want him to repeat.
Hes like snow in july
and rain in may
unexpected.
Just like werewolves
on full moon
Its him for you
[its him for me]
I know hes bad
but i melt in his presence
his embrace makes me insane
he isn't crazy, just a devil and mad.
Hes the reason I'll die
but hes the reason I m alive
hes the reason I thrive
its all HIM but why?
(I guess hes really a drug and I m addicted to him)
(A/N: THANKS FOR READINGGG, ITS A LITTLE CRINGY AND LIKE ME FANGIRLING BUT YEAH)
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Poetry"Is happiness really a myth". A collection of the most cherished pieces of my soul: my poems. The things I wrote when I loved, when I hated, when I raged, when I dared and when from reality, I escaped. My poems are a way for me to get away from the...
