Isn’t that 4-Letter Word Demonic
- Mes G
- Mar 6, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 6, 2022
Your demon entices mine.
We eat at the devil's dinner table.
But wasn't it the lord's making?
Did you trap my soul long before my cell was formed?
Or did we kidnap each other into a mix when our eyes locked?
I have no time for the idle fairytale romance offered by beautiful liars.
I rather it raw.
True.
Real.
Two vile dark empty souls,
Molding into one evil.
The chemical they create through their passions.
Toxic not just for them but the angels they know.
Love and hate are not polar opposites on a spectrum,
But one emotion we feel.
We cannot distinguish the two,
Because for us hate means more love
And love more hate
You hurt makes me hate
Myself, Others
No one protecting you
You mad makes me love
All of You
That concern you show
Our connection is primal
It is our core
Not a fleet of spiraling synapses and all that flowery B.S they sell
Ours is our essence,
our being,
our root.
From the title, first line of the first stanza and the first of the last they are intense. I enjoyed the dark perspective of love, and the overall dynamic of this piece.