For the love of all that was holy

This poem describes my feelings of a past relationship. It is a free form poem.

I felt my demons grow
Even though I loved you so.

Unable to stop them
They got between my heart and yours
Now we lie forgotten.

Because of what we had
I know the meaning of bliss
And I write letters
When I am half pissed.

No matter how much
my stupid actions
my demons
want to bury it...
I will remember the good
we did.