I was like the thorn to your rose
so beautiful you were and yet so fragile
I shielded you from harm, so effortlessly
it became natural, an extension of myself
almost as easy as breathing
Silly me, for how could I not see
that I was hurting the very thing I loved
bathing in your ignorance, I was in bliss
it was a high I did not need
I regretted it once I came down
You were too trusting, too naive
you befriended a demon
yet, you forgot it was still a demon
don't scold me for my wicked ways
I've always been like this and you knew it
I protected you for a cost
I loved you for a cost
I was your all for a cost
Do you know what that cost was?
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