You were the support that held me up.
You were the air that I breathed in.
You were the guard which kept me safe.
You were the one who left me hurt and defenseless.
You were the one who fought with me and caused my tears.
You were the one who I thought loved me.
You were the one who held my life in your hands, then threw it to the ground and viciously danced upon it.
You were the one I gave into.
You were the one I grew up with.
You were the bastard that claimed to love me.
You were the one who truly cared nothing about me.
You were the liar, the theif, the fucking dirtbag.
You were the one who shattered my confidence and laughed at my dreams.
You were the one that I trusted, that I turned to, that I loved and adored.
You are the reason I see love as an illusion.
You are the reason I despise this world.
You are the vision that invades my dreams.
You are a cycle running through my head.
You are the one I want to hurt.
You are the one I want to love.
You are the one I want to blame.
You are the one I want to hold.
You, you, you.
The day I wrote this poem was the day that I felt the biggest amount of emotion & confusion. My feelings in the 10 minutes I wrote this in are this poem. I'm interested in anyone's opinion about this.
Peace & Love
-Nik137-
You were the air that I breathed in.
You were the guard which kept me safe.
You were the one who left me hurt and defenseless.
You were the one who fought with me and caused my tears.
You were the one who I thought loved me.
You were the one who held my life in your hands, then threw it to the ground and viciously danced upon it.
You were the one I gave into.
You were the one I grew up with.
You were the bastard that claimed to love me.
You were the one who truly cared nothing about me.
You were the liar, the theif, the fucking dirtbag.
You were the one who shattered my confidence and laughed at my dreams.
You were the one that I trusted, that I turned to, that I loved and adored.
You are the reason I see love as an illusion.
You are the reason I despise this world.
You are the vision that invades my dreams.
You are a cycle running through my head.
You are the one I want to hurt.
You are the one I want to love.
You are the one I want to blame.
You are the one I want to hold.
You, you, you.
The day I wrote this poem was the day that I felt the biggest amount of emotion & confusion. My feelings in the 10 minutes I wrote this in are this poem. I'm interested in anyone's opinion about this.
Peace & Love
-Nik137-
