Love

Love is a drug that subtly combines with pain.

Love is the only thing
Which turns me into a person
Vulnerable and strong
So that
I don't recognize myself anymore.

Love makes me
Float among lies and truths,
And every important detail
Becomes commonplace, without any
Piece of the essence.

Love is like a drug
Which penetrates through your blood
Giving you sensations
Which you didn't know.

Love is like an intruder
Which even enters in your
Darkest corner of your mind.

Love is like a prison
From which you cannot escape,
An endless tunnel.

Love is like pain
Which crushes every fragile bone of mine,
Which dries up my insides,
Through bitter tears,
These flowing on my transparent face

Like a troubled river.

Reviews

[Tina]

So true, I enjoyed reading this.

[bianca]

Thank you so much! Your words made my day.

[Chris]

Softly nods as the thoughts wander behind my eyes.