Devil's Advocate

Cooling sense of self worth,
I cry to feel you now.
Other’s say you’re wrong for me,
But help me? They know not how.

You’re dangerous for me,
Yes, you come too close.
But when I have you again,
My mind goes comatose.

You’re my drug and prison,
And you’ve become …freedom.
You’re the only cure,
So you cause me to succumb.

I feel the shivers,
As I welcome the demon home.
While I start to press it in,
My blood will now atone.

 

 

Reviews

[Gray]

Only time will tell if we made the right choice when it comes to choosing a boyfriend or girlfriend/husband or wife. Some may see what we don't. We can be blind to love and find ourselves regretting the obvious later. Or we could wind up proving them all wrong. There are lessons in everything I guess.

[Courtney Hough]

interesting what you got out of this poem. That's what makes poetry so wonderful it speaks different to those who read it. When I wrote this I was explaining addiction and the need to cave in...but I like what you picked out as well!

[Gray]

I can totally see that now that you've explained it. Looks like I need to think longer next time.