Disillusion
I sit affixed to the ground wondering Was it the right choice or did I perpetuate my own suffering A feeling, so real and beautifully intense Something I did not believe my soul could sense Greedily, hungrily I drank your essence I did not stop till it filled me, healed me…became me Drunk off you, unable to stop I persisted I’d say throw the first stone, but sober, you insisted Fed me and filled me…