Created: Jun. 9, 2022
Last modified: Jun. 26, 2022, 8:12

I’m beginning to get addicted
to the sensation of
being let down,
It’s becoming an addiction
That I can’t seem to shake

you construct a castle
however, you provide me with no room
to be me
to experience me

I don’t hold hatred toward you
It’s fear that grips me tight
and you’re making me live by
coaching me that love
And fear are one and the same

am I a trophy won
am I a crown that you wear
am I a flower
you add to your garden
am I shining
like gold
for your eyes

If you returned everything
that you took from me,
I wouldn’t even want it back.

you’re poisonous
to all you touch,
your arms rough
with abuse,
tongue laced
with antipathy-
each word
Another falsity.