Wednesday, September 5, 2018

poison disposition

You have a poison disposition,
truly toxicant. 
I am intoxicated by your words
even though they sting.
The messy disarrangement 
of my feelings, 
adrenaline kicks in. 
I tell you what I feel, 
I give you my love and then-
you crush my heart
and throw it in the bin.  
This is prevalent, 
 so this time I let you go. 
I let you go. 
I find my broken heart,
mend each of the broken piece. 
I fix it in such an art; 
that, 
nobody can break it again.

-Nalini