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