Delusion
She was like a cousin turned sister
I call her my perfect disaster
What a lovely blend
My intoxica
The beer I didn't drink and the cigarette I didn't smoke
Though I dreaded her laughter
What's that thing they say about pleasure coming after
She was a friend yet a stranger
Made me close my eyes and she would give, give, and give but then I open my eyes and she's gone and so are her gifts
And on good days she made me a believer while on others a mere dreamer
She played me hook and sinker, and you know the worst part I let her....
Opened up her arms and I embraced it , didn't' feel so bad she was a great hugger
Turned my prospects into a beautiful bloomed flower
On the contrary, kind of she brought order, made my dark mind brighter
She got in my head and created a rollercoaster
My Euphoria
You know the best part "I let her"