Animal. Vegetable. Mineral.
No doubt you are an animal.
Wild. Feral. An amalgam of many.
You're a parasite.
You take.
You leave a mark, forgetting that I'm "a mom"
You make your host think the pain, the extra drinking, the tears, the anxiety, the depression are caused by something else.
Hiding in my system because I respected your privacy.
Draining me of rational thoughts, accepting that this love is acceptable.
You're a vulture.
Dirty, viscous, capable of digesting anthrax(look it up), picking on the carcass of an existing relationship that leaves much to be desired.
You hover. You swoop. You drag me to a nest so high I cant reach out to those that love me for help. Theres no oxygen up there. I couldnt breathe.
I was consumed as you consumed me.
I am worth so much more than your collateral damage.
Standing guard of your catch, assuming that there are other vultures. But you are unique, indeed.
There has to be a purposeful correlation between vulture and vulnerable besides the first 3 letters.
You are a jellyfish.
Spineless. Poisonous. Finding comfort in the abyss.
Using the bioluminescence of your daily Vitamin E to lure.
So rare. So beautiful. So deadly.
You're a natural disaster.
When you were born, God turned the Milky Way to wine.
A coping mechanism for this creature that is the best and worst of all that there is
MamaBearBarbie
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Natural DisasterAnimal. Vegetable. Mineral. No doubt you are an animal. Wild. Feral. An amalgam of many. You're a parasite. You take. You leave a mark, forgetting that I'm "a mom" You make your host think the pain, the extra drinking, the tears, the anxiety, the depression are caused by something else. Hiding in my system because I respected your privacy. Draining me of rational thoughts, accepting that this love is acceptable. You're a vulture. Dirty, viscous, capable of digesting anthrax(look it up), picking on the carcass of an existing relationship that leaves much to be desired. You hover. You swoop. You drag me to a nest so high I cant reach out to those that love me for help. Theres no oxygen up there. I couldnt breathe. I was consumed as you consumed me. I am worth so much more than your collateral damage. Standing guard of your catch, assuming that there are other vultures. But you are unique, indeed. There has to be a purposeful correlation between vulture and vulnerabl...  |
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