toxic

again, I pick up this pen
and write about vanishing
how once I was so strong
but I got lost in your song
you know this to be the truth
nothing but the truth

this little piece of me
that you continue to bleed
faithful or not this wound
leaves a very dark bruise
there is nothing that you lose
because it's not hurting you

I wish you had found your way
before we met that day
didn't show the sleight of hand
I'll never understand
and toxic you may be
but lethal fits for me


Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License