Faced with drakness your love is so pure.
It's the brightest light I have ever seen.
It breaks through the dull damp walls of this unlit fortress and burns my eyes to a crisp. Your trying to heal me, trying to mend me but it pains to much. I'm struggling to breath, to cope. to live.
Falling in love is my kryptonite.
Your love to me is suicidal.
To me your love is suicidal.
Your whole, and trying to piece me together as I've been broken for so long. Like a vase shattered into many fragments I am the human equivalent.
I want to love you too, yet the pain I endure is far to great to ever warrant such a feeling.
I'm broken, I'm lost, I'm confused.
The idea of love drives me suicidal.
The idea of happiness is my kryptonite.
Broken love, the idea of it scares me.
©danmcb
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