Loving you was madness.
Delicious madness.
I was never more alive!
It was wrong and I knew it.
I was helpless to stop it.
I wouldn’t have stopped it if I could.
The insanity was worth it.
You were worth it.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
Tag: insanity
Familiar
It surrounds me
holds me.
It comforts.
It’s familiar.
It knows me,
intimately.
Reality
kept at bay.
This is
better.
Safe.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
Risk It All
What keeps us coming back?
What makes us act a fool?
We throw caution to the wind.
This form of insanity.
We risk everything to attain it.
We lie, cheat and steal for it.
Grasping it is ecstasy.
Losing it is death.
It’s rare, yet common.
This precious jewel?
Love.
Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson
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