The antidote for your poison
long gone
crushed under your feet
like my dreams.
You dwell in my nightmares
Whenever my back is turned
you move closer to me
The distance shortening.
As time passes
Wounds become bruises
and scars of memories
forever embedded in my body.
My body is a canvas
of the cuts and bruises
you presented me
for you are the artist.
You are gray
like the skies
when the heavy rains
are overhead.
Every second with you
feels like an empty space
within
expanding each time.
They tell me
to stop
let go
leave toxicity.
One foot out the door
Bags in hand
yet the courage has faded
as fresh wounds replace bruises.
