I hate how a single word can make me angry,
Take away that hazy love feeling,
And turn my mood upside down,
Spiraling further into the abyss that is my mind,
And I hate that you have this power over me,
And I can’t seem to stop it, ever,
Left helpless to this feeling,I’m caught in this storm,
And you get mad when the rain hits,
My thunder crashes hard and loud,
Leaving you to run and take cover,
But there is nowhere you can go without me following,
I’m helpless, addicted to the chaos,
And I hate how a single word summons the storm inside of me,
Swirling in doubt and uncertainty,
I made the storm of us,
And you have to ride this out to see where we fall in amongst the sky…
‘Addicted to the chaos’ really liked that line. Nice poem🙂
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Thank you ☺️
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Finding out what exactly makes you tick, that, is the very first step, to stop that certain someone, from having this much control over you…
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The poem precisely expresses the feeling.
Love is a wind of change ,
And also as destructive as storm.
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Thank you 😊
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So relatable
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Thank you
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