Delusional feelings

Right before midnight

I see a dim light 

Calling my name like 

It has always known my soul for so long 

And suddenly you came 

Told me your full name 

Broke all the edges 

and said you are here to stay 

You stayed and stayed

Planted thorns near my grave 

I wished for flowers and not hate 

You scratched and dug 

Until you found a diamond

You stole it then sold it 

A thief in disguise ,

and you knew how to sway it 

I believed in you yet I am ashamed of you 

Now I cannot tear myself away from you 

I know you are bad for me 

But I choose to long for thee

A sweet paradox , a bitter realization 

If it is not love then what is ?

Could it be temptation ? 

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

A very interesting psychological portrait here. The word "paradox" appears in the poem, and the speaker's feeling toward the addressee is indeed paradoxical. The person seemingly was a savior of sorts, yet is realized to be a negative influence whose charisma exerts a powerful hold. The last line hints at an explanation, but without certainty. This is one for the psychoanalyst.
PS: The past tense of dig is dug.