Why? Poem by BlacknessRose ...

Why is he fond of me?
I'm just a dead weight
He's my strength
I'm his weakness
He's my cure
I'm his poison
He's my happiness
I'm his sorrow
He's pure
I'm tainted
He's the restorer
I'm the destroyer
He's my warmth
I'm his ice
He's my light
I'm his darkness
He's my fire
I'm his snow
He shows mercy
I show pain
He's near
I'm distant
He's my life
I'm his death
So why is he fond of me?
I'm just a deadweight bringing down an Angel who is waiting to fly