I never thought love could be
like a walking death, a waking nightmare
of unending despair. Undoing everything
I've ever done. Untying the knot
on my sanity threads.
I never thought it could
weave nasty visions in my head,
make me afraid to sleep in bed,
afraid to leave my room, afraid to breathe.
In dread of things she said,
knocking me down
to become just a pen,
ink leaking upon the page.
I never thought love
could be eternal agony.
I always dreamed in colour,
like a rainbow symphony
playing through my head,
but that sound became a funeral dirge
as my vision was left just grey and faded.
It was supposed to be summer everyday.
That's what you would say,
that the destination was worth the hardship,
but capsized thoughts
remember days your mast slipped.
I never thought love
could leave me
questioning who I was,
like an outsider
watching myself from above,
wondering why he doesn’t run.
Why not leave?
You’re struggling to breathe,
get some air before you
fall to your knees.
I never knew love,
not with you.
I've seen through
the other side
of the
shattered mirror now,
I realise I'm who I need to be.
I know the love that lives inside me
isn't diseased, it's just fragile
from being force-fed
meals laced with tears.
That poison can't knock me out,
not now, I've become immune.
The forest of doubt
you planted within me,
I've cut it down,
and now I can truly see.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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