On the way to looking for happiness
I accidentally find you
Try to quietly tiptoe around the edge of the
l p o o l
The whirlpool that is a memory of us
A desperate attempt to retain some form of control.
But as I edge past, the cyclone w i d e n s.
Soon the current is
tickling my feet
inviting me closer.
Every inch of heart and mind
But resistance is useless.
The thought of you seeps into me
like an addictive poison;
Soon I am lost,
head over feet.
but the thought of you holding me close once more.
Every fragment of my soul is torn in two;
seemingly equal portions of
right and wrong,
love and hate,
desire and abhorrence.
My spirit seems to be divi ding
I am pulled
into the murky waters
Why am I there?
Who are you, really?
How do I feel towards you?
As always, the jagged line in me is slightly uNeVeN
A fraction of my heart
which should despise you
cannot help but ex t e n d its hands in love.
This piece grows ever stronger.
from a gentle glow
touching upon everything near
with mixture of
only you could arouse.
But the triumph of benevolence over evil
is still futile
in the dark recesses of my mind.
My love is a tiny star
struggling to shine in the gloom
Wrote this ages ago xx kinda feelin it at the moment. I hope the formatting works
© Vicky Morrison 2013-2014
~A Girl Who Likes to Think She’s Different