No longer will I be watered down.
It’s time for full intoxication.
No longer will I cry and drown
For your unhealed hydration.
I understand you have a hurt
But I cannot help to heal it.
For when I tried, I nearly died
From the poisoned blade you wielded.
You dug it deep into my heart,
An act of cruelty surely.
For when you stuck it in, you smiled
But you did so prematurely.
For the poison that you used on me
Was one I was exposed to
So much so that you’d never know
I’d grown an immunity to you.
It was not the poison on the blade
that tore our love apart.
It was the smiling in your eyes
That broke my tender heart.
I loved you more than life itself
And gladly did your will.
And then you turned your blade on me,
When your love for me grew still.
I called for you as I lay crying,
Alone and in the gutter.
My memory of our love lay dying
With every chilling shudder.
But from the rain, a rainbow came
And showed me to the sun.
For when life cast me to the ground
That’s when my growth’d begun.
I grew without your callousness
And snarky criticism.
My soul caught fire, filled with desire
Despite your dark Sadism.
Now that you’re gone, I sing a song
And fill my heart with light.
I’ll reach for the skies while your ego dies
In the darkness of the night.
About the Creator
Arthur Armstrong
A being of duality, poetic irreverence, and maddening nonsense.
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