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Healing Poison

You tore the wallpaper, plucked the TV off the wall till it was hanging by a cord,

Smashed the photos 'cause they were filled with flashy smiles,

The vases were pushed to ground and the flowers aching for water,

'Cause why do they deserve nourishment when you were rotting in this void.

But you remember, don't you?

The nights where my arms were the walls that kept the monsters out,

When you spent days looking forward to my smiles,

When your sobs didn't push my shoulders away,

When you whispered in that raspy voice,

"You are my medicine, baby, and the prescription says we're forever."

So now why do you avoid my gaze,

Why are my sweet nothings not alighting you with joy,

My hugs now feel like a prison cell,

My voice, a banshee's scream,

My smiles aren't your goal anymore,

Not since the day you got yours back.

These tears of mine aren't your concern, not now.

Last summer, you pointed at your heart,

Told me I held an irreplaceable spot

You were content running through the flowerless fields,

Why flowers, when I held all beauty in my eyes

This winter, it's her arms 'round your back,

Now home is anywhere I don't bother you, no more.

Don't you worry, darling, these sobs won't drag me down,

The pit isn't as deep as I had thought,

My knees aren't weak, I won't sink down to the ground

But there's something these red threads couldn't find,

Who was the suspect? There's no criminal in sight

Did you overdose on this medicine of mine?

Did I turn out to be a poison, after all?