Poison

I sort of wrote this from the perspective of a main character who just lost their partner. It speaks to the inner turmoil that happens with loss, the inner conflict between sadness and anger.

When the sadness fades and anger grows like a poison in my veins, when blue sorrow leaves my heart and leaves the red embers of rage to catch, when I lose you and then lose myself.

Retribution sings in my veins, it compels my soul, now, filling the void left by a great tragedy

When the weight of gravity is no longer enough to keep me grounded, when my own grief consumes and poisons me, then and only then I shall know true loss. The loss of my soul, after the death of my heart.

I wasn’t sure who I resented more, now. Myself? Or you?

You. For leaving me. For betraying your promise. Breaking our sacred vows

Me. For letting myself fall for it again and again. For fooling myself into thinking I’d finally deserve it.

I never would.

Author's Note

I’m not a professional writer by any means, just a deeply emotional person using poetry as a catharsis:) so please be kind!