He Asks

ok this is one of the many many many many poems like this, it was a very stressful time of my life and it was very painful and whatnot. so to me this poems are filled with heartache and whatnot.

He asks me
Whats wrong
My reply
What isnt wrong
Everything is wrong
I dont know what is right
what is wrong
Am I suppose to leave you
Iv tried
10x's over
Im drawn to you like a moth to
Light
What am I suppose to do
Distance isnt going to help
Ill just crawl right back
Like the pathetic little girl I am
But theres something about the way he talks to me
That just draws me back
I cant really place it
I cant really explain it
His age never bothered me
So hes 11 years older then me
But thats not what makes him who he is
Maybe its
The fact that iv seen his battles
Picked him up when he fell
Held him when he was in need
Maybe its
The heart that I know he has
Maybe
Its his raw nature
I really couldnt tell you
I dont really get it myself
I fell in love with my
Demise
But Im not scared
Im thrilled and hooked
tilting my head I watch, I watch as the people
around me look down upon my love
My love for a monster they believe
I kept it away
I kept it a secrete
For a year and half but now
4 months later
I was forced to leave his side
I found another
I love him
I really do
But I dont think
Anyone could ever compare
To the one Man
That means the most to me.
GAH
Im so confused
so lost
im told that its better to live
without him
but how can I
he was there for me just as much
as I was for him
He..
He..
He..
Just.
Caught me
held me tight
cried with me
I dont understand how
people expect me to just let go
I CANT
Hes the beacon that kept me alive
and thats more then I could ever ask
He
Is everything to me
What the hell is real
Love
what the hell does it look like
I swear I know
But do I know
or did I fall into a trap
destined to hell

~
Summer-Skye