My Dearest Suside Poem by Kayla Yeager

My Dearest Suside,
Few and far between are the days i do not think about you my sweet sweet suside. You are so crule to everyone else, but to me......you are my drug, my consertia, my cocain, my own personial brand of hairon. You are my elixer to the after life of burning bodies and scorching hot embers. A-lease the day will come when I can sit in the vast empty space of our life and hold hands. When they betray me or they hurt me you keep me numb. Your blades keep me from killing, Your ropes keep me from screaming. You are all that is left of me. My love that keeps me worm at night, My compaion that keeps sain. But what would they do with out me. They need me for now. You, oh you, You that is you so kindely. You will sit in the back on my subconcios waitting. Waitting for everything to go wrong. Then you will seek your sweet revenge.