Love Only Leaves You Lonely

When we met, you lit up a part of me that I never knew was so dark

When you left you took a piece of me I wasn’t aware I was holding

When we kissed you filled a part of me that I thought was never empty

For I had comfortably filled it with alcohol and kisses from strangers.

But you came in to my life;

Like a hurricane that vowed to destroy everything in its path.

You swept me off my feet and spun me around in the air like a force to be reckoned with

I felt love at the same time I felt destruction.

You were the type of guilty pleasure I knew I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying or having,

Because it would all be over soon.

Because you would leave and I’ll be left in the mess that I used to be.

But you were the drug that every fiber in my body craved for.

And in the aftermath of your love, I was the wreck that you left behind.

Knotted hair and lips that cried for yours,

missing pieces of my heart thrown and scattered for the birds to find.

You were a hurricane that I stood with arms wide open for,

screaming at the skies to take me with you in your torrent of madness and love.

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Bad Things happen to Good People

I know why bad things happen to good people. I’ve cracked the code.

Bad things happen to good people, because we let it.

Bad things happen to good people because we see the world through a glass of rainbows and other good things. So when we look through this rainbow glass, bad people have the same rainbow colours.

Bad things happen to good people because we let our guard down. Good people expect every person they meet to have been raised with the same values and morals as we have. We don’t expect them to be bad. No, we expect them to be good until they prove otherwise. Bad things don’t happen to bad people because they see the world for what it is. They see the world through a glass of black and white. They naturally assume everyone is bad and have a hidden motive, even when proved otherwise.

When bad things happen that are beyond your control, who do you blame? The person who wronged you? The universe? Life? Luck? Or do you turn to the God that you don’t always believe in and blame that guy? Cause obviously, with everyone saying ‘god has a better plan’, would also mean that he intended that bad thing to happen to you ,right? Cause its all his GREAT plan to see you suffer and eventually love him?

Does love always come after suffering? Are we all programmed to believe in order to love or be loved we need to constantly be tested and put to our limits? Isn’t God a bit insecure that way? Why  does he need constant reassurance that people still love him? Why does he need to ‘test’ us and make us jump 10 feet hurdles while putting us on crutches? What is he so insecure about?

Does anyone know? Or do we all just blindly fall in line and believe what’s been vomited to our ears generations and generations on.

Maybe I haven’t cracked the code after all.

 

Yours Truly,

Painted Shadow