You know not how to stitch a
Wound, to tend it so it heals.
You can only twist the knife.
Tag: bad feelings
Succubi
The love of your kin spreads its
Virulent tendrils into
My spine, draining my spirit
Witness
Somehow I was the last one
Who cared, after everyone
Forgot. Even you gave up.
But I persisted, to my
Injury and regret, for
Some unknown motivation.
There are moments I get stuck
In, for years and years. It’s just
Endless recrimination.
Disclosure and Consequences
I opened the door to the
World, said what I thought and
Believed. I was stomped on and
Crushed. I learned to be what I
Was expected to be. I
Shut and locked the door, tightly.
Stained
Besmirched and dishonored, yet
It’s only I who know how
I’ve soiled my legacy
Diminishing Returns
Talking to you is just such
A waste of time, yet I keep
On doing it and feel worse
Parasite
The narcissism of your
Depression debilitates
Me, drains me of love for you
Reconstructed
One day I will be over
This broken brain, shattered heart,
And I won’t know you at all.
Before and After
I thought I knew you before
We entered quarantine, that
Our shared experiences
Would carry us through the worst
Of times. You are a stranger.
Perhaps you always have been.
Herman’s Hermitage 