"Poetry For The Soul..Part 12"

BornWriter By BornWriter, 6th Jul 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2un6khfi/
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Love is not programmed to be easy. Love itself can be a "drug" so to speak. This can make us weak,but also stronger either way the outcome of it all. Never let someone get into your mind and make you believe that you will not free yourself away to overcome what has been bruised,but not broken and destroyed.

"You Are My Drug"

You are like my drug,it seems to be. Poisoning me emotionally with a bruised wound that needs spiritual healing. If I continue to leave this wound open for you to damage more;then that will leave me broken for sure. You are my drug that I seem to yearn for more and more. Just hoping that maybe each time after another will be more differently to even up the score.
You are my drug that penetrate my soul in a toxic form of matter. You never acknowledge my mind to understand what I understand. You never listened to my fading heartbeat as it skips beats by the toxic you dose me up with repeatedly. No care comes from you to me,I now see. Feeding on my inner pain will only make you weaker as I become stronger. You are my drug that I will soon conquer...........To be continue after rehabilatation of toxic love.

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Bruised, Healing, Love, Poetry, Toxic Love

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author avatar BornWriter
I am twenty-eight of age. I been writing since the age of thirteen. Started of with poetry and contests. I am a freelance self-published writer. I am the voice to all unspoken truth.

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