Marissa Faries Poet Quatrain

Woes Of A Borderline

I consume to fill a painful, aching emptiness,
My spirit residing in a dark void of an abyss.
I long to be my man's revered empress.
I love harder, more than need to impress.

I despair in my own world full of aether.
Many ways in which I can fall and falter.
I rather be nothing like my mother or father,
But truth is I'm a mix of their worst together.

I silently stay forever at war with ego within,
Hoping for one to give me a different spin.
I rather be better than whom I have been,
But I struggle to be one who'll always win.

I love deeply, madly, truly, so never forget
Once my heart sets on you, I'll never regret
The way I risked my life without any fret,
To find you, and for you, my life I will bet.

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