bean Posted July 26, 2005 Posted July 26, 2005 I need you, but you are my poison. While you build me up on the outside, you ruin me on the inside. You make me euphoric - give me temporary self-esteem. We spend the night together - but in the morning you are gone. You leave me shaking, and my body aches - I see things that aren't there. Having you again fixes all of that. I wish I didn't need you. I wish I felt better about me to be without you, but you make me wonderful - if only for a little while. I wish I could leave you forever, but I always return. Will I ever be free from your grasp?
brise Posted July 29, 2005 Posted July 29, 2005 [Absolutely true to my heart, you have descibed what I am going through so completely. BRAVO, BRAVO............................thanks brise
mallochai Posted July 30, 2005 Posted July 30, 2005 ACK! stop stealing my feelings! or at least, if you're going to steal them... stop sharing them with me! :grin
bean Posted July 30, 2005 Author Posted July 30, 2005 Sadly, this poem isn't about a person, but a thing....but, each of you have your own experiences that you brought into reading this, so don't let my meaning influence your meaning.
Brenda Starrr Posted July 30, 2005 Posted July 30, 2005 I sensed that it was about a drug or drugs. I was married to an addict. This is what I saw.
Nienna Posted July 30, 2005 Posted July 30, 2005 I got your meaning.. *Hugs* But my drug is a person.. and well... :tear
the eternal Posted November 11, 2005 Posted November 11, 2005 I need you,but you are my poison. While you build me up on the outside, you ruin me on the inside. You make me euphoric - give me temporary self-esteem. We spend the night together - but in the morning you are gone. You leave me shaking, and my body aches - I see things that aren't there. Having you again fixes all of that. I wish I didn't need you. I wish I felt better about me to be without you, but you make me wonderful - if only for a little while. I wish I could leave you forever, but I always return. Will I ever be free from your grasp? Im with you Nienna. This middle part was my last relationship. Kind of. It was wrong from the start. Now it's over and I feel cold inside. I like this.
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