Being Magnetic, Love Letters (Poetry), Poetry

Love Letter #133

Looking back I can see 

how weak I was becoming 

when I was associating myself with you.

I was doing questionable things

that didn’t align with my core.

I was off vibrationally pleasing you


I was acting different than I normally would do.

I was doing things that I would normally judge

others would do.

I was someone else when I was talking to you

and looking back I see

I was losing all control of who I was.

Pleasing you was my main priority 

and it was getting toxic.

I was obsessed and became the Devil

taking you in like a sexual drug

falling prey to my deep dark secrets.

Thank God I finally got myself

out of hell.

Now I can go back to being free.

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