The Best Mistake (OctPoWriMo2015-Day 25)
I was addicted to sadness
It was my favorite mistake
I embraced my inner madness
And it opened the gates
Locking myself alone
Was my favorite childhood pastime
Practicing a bitter tone
Developing anger I could call mine
And I may have been 5 years old
But I knew what I was doing
Sadness was the only thing I could hold
Something new inside was brewing
But it made me who I am
So, what are you going to do?
It opened up a flooded dam
My favorite mistake was missing you