I Write Poetry
My shadows connect but they never meet
And so the darker version of me
Is always traveling behind me slowly
And closely .
She's impure
She's my sins
She is the things I do in the dark that somehow finds the light
With her always one step behind
Waiting for me to show the world
HER.
The woman that is simply making it
From day to day
Fighting her demons and drinking coffee
And waking up the tommorow to do it all again
She's aggressive and emotional
All in one
Evil and Kind
Sinful and Sad
Passionate and Detached
Heartless and yet Lovable
Woven together so delicately
That one without the other is near impossible
And She fears
She fears so deeply
That small altercations trouble her soul
And her conscious constantly screams at her
Is it me ?
And that someone loving her wholeheartedly is just a figment of her imagination
And so .
She's my anger
The resentment for things that I have shaped so perfectly in destruction
She's the pit of my stomach when Im furious.
She's the Malicious thoughts that engulf me when I feel threatened.
She's the emotional chaos that spreads through me when I'm hurt.
She's weak
And she cries..
Because she hurts so much
And so I hide her
In my shadows
I stay in the light
& we battle it out most of the time..
She test my smiles
She questions my happiness
She's persistent
& sometimes she grows darker
& I pray harder
I try to do better
And let my grudges fade away.
But she..
Relives her nightmares in my flesh
She never misses a chance to remind me of the pain
She taints my heart with those hard lessons we dont want to learn ever again.
& Still, she's my other half
As troubled as she may be
She is necessary
She's my 50/50
We are good and bad
We're human.
And even in her lowest
Our lowest.
Even at her worst
Our worst.
When the times I feel like rock bottom is my home.
I still need her.
I need her to have my back
I need her speak up and cut people off.
I need her to seek out all potential threats.
I need her to keep building my wall while I keep meeting new faces.
I need her to help me release my pain when it feels like its choking me.
I need her to cry when tears seems like they have dried out.
I need her to feel every single piece of my heart shattering.
The highs and lows of life.
I need her to remind me
That if it didn't kill me .
It only made me stronger
And I need someone to love her as much as they love me..
I need them to be comfortable with my demons ...
They need to love the hollow shell of myself.
As I would always do theirs
They need to be okay with my darkness.
So that when its good.
Its means so much more.
Cause at my best
Loving me is like looking directly into the sun
Beautiful and bad for you at the same time.
Blinding and Searing
Intense yet fulfilling
And I'm known for overwhelming a few
But I'm worth it.
And so the darker version of me
Is always traveling behind me slowly
And closely .
She's impure
She's my sins
She is the things I do in the dark that somehow finds the light
With her always one step behind
Waiting for me to show the world
HER.
The woman that is simply making it
From day to day
Fighting her demons and drinking coffee
And waking up the tommorow to do it all again
She's aggressive and emotional
All in one
Evil and Kind
Sinful and Sad
Passionate and Detached
Heartless and yet Lovable
Woven together so delicately
That one without the other is near impossible
And She fears
She fears so deeply
That small altercations trouble her soul
And her conscious constantly screams at her
Is it me ?
And that someone loving her wholeheartedly is just a figment of her imagination
And so .
She's my anger
The resentment for things that I have shaped so perfectly in destruction
She's the pit of my stomach when Im furious.
She's the Malicious thoughts that engulf me when I feel threatened.
She's the emotional chaos that spreads through me when I'm hurt.
She's weak
And she cries..
Because she hurts so much
And so I hide her
In my shadows
I stay in the light
& we battle it out most of the time..
She test my smiles
She questions my happiness
She's persistent
& sometimes she grows darker
& I pray harder
I try to do better
And let my grudges fade away.
But she..
Relives her nightmares in my flesh
She never misses a chance to remind me of the pain
She taints my heart with those hard lessons we dont want to learn ever again.
& Still, she's my other half
As troubled as she may be
She is necessary
She's my 50/50
We are good and bad
We're human.
And even in her lowest
Our lowest.
Even at her worst
Our worst.
When the times I feel like rock bottom is my home.
I still need her.
I need her to have my back
I need her speak up and cut people off.
I need her to seek out all potential threats.
I need her to keep building my wall while I keep meeting new faces.
I need her to help me release my pain when it feels like its choking me.
I need her to cry when tears seems like they have dried out.
I need her to feel every single piece of my heart shattering.
The highs and lows of life.
I need her to remind me
That if it didn't kill me .
It only made me stronger
And I need someone to love her as much as they love me..
I need them to be comfortable with my demons ...
They need to love the hollow shell of myself.
As I would always do theirs
They need to be okay with my darkness.
So that when its good.
Its means so much more.
Cause at my best
Loving me is like looking directly into the sun
Beautiful and bad for you at the same time.
Blinding and Searing
Intense yet fulfilling
And I'm known for overwhelming a few
But I'm worth it.
