Every lover was a different song

Love is re-birth

on loving an addict

this is what it’s like to love an addict

 

you’d rip your own heart out and give it to them. because theres is broken. you lose yourself slowly. piece by piece. deteriorating in different ways everyday by the seems. you become empty. a shadow of yourself. lose your identity. the addiction swallows them up whole and then swallows you up next.

 

 

stranded at sea

 

stranded out at sea

nobody sees

there’s no safe haven anymore

no one to pull me up to shore

no life jacket to float

no oxygen mask while I choke

no one to run to with open arms

and no where to run to anymore

I reach out but no one sees me

and all I see is myself

 

 

 

 

 

all writing these poems about you ever did was keep us alive when we should’ve been dead.   

synesthesia

Your words always left a bad taste in my mouth;

I knew they’d gone bad before they came out

friends forever

“friends don’t kiss” , you said while you’re leaving

well, friends don’t fuck either and who do we think we are kidding?

 

dream visits

i see my father more now that he’s dead than i ever did while he was alive

 

Maybe our delusions and toxic traits just matched up perfectly; just blame it on chemistry ‘

the narcissist and the codependent – fitting together like each others missing puzzle piece, how sweet.

 

 

 

addiction

you tell me if you can live with someone who battles addiction and come out of it un-scarred. addiction is a battle we all fight in; nobody wins this war.