life story in poetry

in #love9 years ago


You sat on the window sill
You were so hurt,
that your soul fell apart,
And attempts to collect the shards cut your palms

And from this pain you shouted in space
Just asked my man
And our connection, our road in this moment together
Space through me answered you

You got your man
The beast wanted to find
Who knows how to survive and protect
And you wanted to be fit this beast

I defended you as I could
You have made me softer
I made you softer than
I was filled with desire to give

You got everything you wanted
All with full, animal, gentle with you
Ready to protect you even from yourself.
Just did as best he could
Because too wild
And he forgot how to live

You ask your man in the Universe
what have you done with your desire?

It's not just connection
Through me the world took you in his arms

Then, relatives, friends
Everyone who has seen the beast in me
Added shadow of doubt
Your opinion has changed on someone else's

And the world collapsed.

I was happy to be your protection, meaning, house, responsible for you,
To participate in your life
The man with the ability to survive need to be needed

You got their man
The words of your friend "he can't open
His mother's words "he do not know how to love
Penetrated deep, and your man
Became objectionable to other people's opinions.

Alas, I can't stand, can't climb,
I can, but something strange
If the batteries are weak.
Maybe in that moment, the world took energy from me

And gave it to you as a defibrillator.
The world has bound us so that we could not live without each other.
He probably did it on purpose so we couldn't leave.
Great idea, i with you, in that room
thought to do
to never give up, to not like all people
And forever

In fact, what's worse you,the fact I a weaker
But only I know your soul so
To fill with such joy
to take the hand and lead
and then, with each step you will fill me with strength.

I don't know what the laws of the universe
did it, but I feel so bad
what none of the literature described
And hormone procedure, and it is not depression

I can do without you
just to be
and with you want to live

Am I to you was only a defibrillator.

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