i hate how he enchants me
takes my heart so quickly
and traps it with his gentle hands
how can someone so tender
hold me so tight
so close to his chest
and refuse to let me go
sometimes its scary
its daunting
being at the mercy of another person
letting them dictate
how you feel
and how you behave
yet i wouldnt have it any other way
i dont know if i could survive another way
YOU ARE READING
The Inner Dialogue of a Lovesick Insomniac
PoetryA poetry book written by someone going through hard times mentally (My first attempt at poetry, we will see how it goes)
