How are you such a good person?
Never in my life have I met someone this beautiful inside and out.
Your heart radiates goodness and love.
How could I ever begin to compare with that.
I want to be everything for you that you are for me.
But there are so many factors that withstand that.
MY heart isn't good. My heart is a hardened gnarled mess, with bandages covering every inch just so I don't bleed out.
I am barely a depression survivor, only have I just been able to climb out of the darkness that is depression.
But with all these feelings and memories I have put away in my mind, finally coming back out after meeting you,
I feel I could be falling back just a tad into depression. The place I lived for years of my childhood, and the bottom of the pit, where I resided for the better part of my sophomore year in high school.
So tell me, how could an angel and a monster ever love each other?
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REALITY
PoetryPoetry for those few souls that long for realness our world lacks Written not for reads but a place where I can write my feelings so I can attempt understand them myself. ••• To the boy that changed me. Heartbreak or not, you will live on in my burn...
