Do you ever get in those moods when everything annoys you and you’re just so irritated and nervous but you have no clue why, and you just want to punch a hole in the wall and then break down in tears?
Did she taste like compassion,
Or sloppy liquor?
Did she breach like the tides for you?
Swell, rolling into your bones,
Only to kiss them with hers then recede.
Her hair didn’t smell,
Of your favorite shampoo. Instead,
You buried your face into the stench of
She slithered into the place,
I never detected her on your skin.
Naively, I reclaimed my throne,
An intruder had attacked my host.
The virus slipped through my barrier.
My antibiotic, a double bladed sword,
Is both poison and nurturing.
Watch me strip you of life with me,
As well as sickness with her.
But, mutualism is a bitch.
When you die, as do I.
We shared everything. We made promises. We trusted. We loved. We said:” always and forever”. It got broken. Everything is gone.