Dancing With The Devil

Two years ago.. [pause]

you broke my heart.

I was battered and bruised,

so you could be happy,

because that's all I ever wanted.. [slight pause]

was for you to be happy..

Bet you don't have a clue

that I tried to commit suicide.

Night after night,

I relied on pills for sleep,

and once they were all gone,

I'd sit in the dark.. until I'd see the

morning light creep at my window.

And just for a moment,

I'd give in to my heavy eyes,

and I would rest.

My heart ached for you,

my stomach twisted at the sound of your name..

God, every time I heard your name..[slight pause]

I instantly thought of you, and my heart would race..

I missed you, but.. [slight pause]

we were toxic for one another..

Like dancing with the devil, but I wanted nothing more..

Two years go by,

and here you are, just out of the blue..

my stomach turning, my heart racing,

head spinning, my nerves trembling,

oh, GOD, I could vomit.. [pause]

Because two pleasant years go by for you,

and in a heart beat,

you have simply walked through some imaginary door,

I had no idea about, and I'm instantly weak for you..

Just please don't let me fall this time..

But I can't let you move me the way you used to.

Because, I know who I am, and exactly where I stand.

And even though I miss you terribly,

I've got to tread these waters timidly,

but be strong enough to resist your undertow.

I won't let you smell my fear,

instead I'll look you in the eye,

because it's my turn to lead..

   [pause taking a deep breathe]

Because I'm not just playing with fire,

I'm dancing with the Devil..

But I want nothing more..

Author's Note

Hey, thank you for reading this!
I hope you enjoyed, please don't be afraid to leave any constructive criticism.
This was really a metaphor, and something I've been trying to put together for quite some time, and I know it's a bit rough, but this will do for now.

PLEASE stay tuned because I do have a short story coming out called Meningitis, it is a work in progress, but you're more than welcome to read my other work on my page, and again feel free to comment ANY criticism you feel be necessary.

Love & Rockets,
Mak!