i am a poet who dosent knowet

you were so many
things I admire
You're all the strength
i thought i could
lean against
when my own strength
failed me...
you were
my stability
when i thought
my world was
crumbling,
my waltz
with silence
in this
noisy party
-life...
that i have
stumbled into
Uninvited...
You Were
someone
i thought
i could
turn to
when i
was lonely
i thought
you could,
would,
always
keep me
from everything
that would
undo me...
Me-done up in knots
tied with
taoist discpline
by a
drunken hand...in a torture room
i always thought
you would
break my fall
each single time
i stumbled...
i thought...you were...

...you are
so many things
My vilest enemy,
My truest love,
My only armour
- you leave me vulnerable
defenceless...
keeper of
my secrets
-would you sell them...
for a price?
perpetrator of my dreams
-you leave me sleepless...
You are that lonely street
i walk to
when my senses
take a holiday
and all
that guides me
is...my feelings
-those wanton
confused
wanderers
drunk on everything
that is you...
You are...
so many things,
My only adversary
My one true love...
You are
the rock
I broke myself
against.