Everyone craves love of some kind. Whether it is maternal love or emotional love or somewhat a love for a different species of animal like a cat or a dog. Or a love for a show, a cartoon, a love for a toy, something with sentimental value.
But sometimes, love can be poisoning. When love isn't right, its toxic and venomous.
Some times people end up falling into this kind of love and people on the outside cant understand it. They can see the danger, they can see the poison, taking over you. But you cant, and its a difficult kind of love, as its an incredibly somewhat transfixing, mind controlling love. Its strong but that doesn't make it right. Why? Because it is one sided.
Below is a short poem i wrote to describe how the love of poison is, how it feels almost.
You could look into the eyes,
Then see the truth,
But from afar, its hidden quite beautifully.
The Hearts bursting at the seams turning a purple,
beating faster, faster, quicker, quicker,
quite simply on the edge of exploding.
The poison is running through the veins, the mind,
with simple yet effective words of awe.
Worship, respect, love, passion, it doesn't make sense.
being pulled from heaven, down to hell and back,
back and forth, love then hate, hate then love.
You almost feel like nothing, numbed and empty,
so soulless, feeding off the aura of them.
They have eyes of Red, evil perhaps, but you don't see it that way.
Your just a shell, needing them to keep you alive,
Poisoned.
Standing by them regardless,
regardless of the bad, the hurt, the pain, cause without them its nothing, no emotion.
The pain reminds you, that your still alive, but your addicted,
because they only know how to make it go away.
Feeding off them once more, drinking their poison.
strangled, suffocated, loving it.
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