Fairytale [poetry collection]

-gravity

"you almost feel ashamed,
that someone could be that
important.
that without them, you feel like
nothing."

some days, the regret kicks in.
it hammers your chest,
wailing
screaming
crying.
why did you do it?
why?
why?
why?
you curl in on yourself,
agony beating within you like a second heart,
and you wish that you hadn't.
you wish, you wish, you wish.
but you can't take it back.
not anymore.

some days, that old fire returns.
you remember.
you remember why you did it, you remember your
purpose.
that old passion comes back,
raging within you
and melting through everything else.
it razes down everything in its way,
and you
remember.
you remember, and you never want to go back.

loneliness.
it's a rather odd thing, isn't it?
some days, you're so lonely you could weep.
you could weep,
and you think that you
just
might.
but on other days,
you'd rather be
lonely,
than be someone
who you're not.

"and when it's over, and it's
gone,
you almost wish that you could have all that
bad stuff
back
so that you could have the
good."