My World Poem by Cliff Marcenat

Let's just say that everthing in life isn't as peachy as it may all just appears to be.
That the person you let your world revolve around were to transpose into antimatter in which you both aren't allowed to touch or else everything that your world was foundated on would erupt into a place of despair filled with nothing and driven by nothing.
But as an imperfect being who fails to hold back their desires i chose to reach for her, to attain her into my arms.
Where I then allowed such destruction to my world occur.