I am impulsive,
Destructive,
Ruinous
I can't have something that I love
Without feeling it'll explode
And maybe that's why
I seek to destroy
Before I get destroyed myself
But in drunken thoughts
I realize
I destroyed myself more
Than I ever destroyed them
YOU ARE READING
Sunset Sorrows
Poetry3rd book of poetry. ~I was wrong to compare a flower to a piece of sea glass.~
