"Never give up on someone you can't go a day without thinking about."
Really? Are you sure?
What if your hatred burns deep
and the mere thought of that person makes your whole head scream?
What if your love is unrequited
and their face swims in and out of your dreams and nightmares?
What if they are unhealthy for you,
what if they are poison,
the kind that tastes delicious as it goes down
but leaves an itch,
an itch for more?
What if it's all three,
all at once?
When does a grudge become deep seated hatred?
When does love become obsession?
How can you know if it's poison
after you've already taken the fatal dose?
Is it when you can't say their name aloud?
Is it when the thought of saying their name and imagining their face
makes your mouth run dry?
Is it when the thought of saying their name
makes you clench your fists and grit your teeth?
Or is it when you can't say anything
because the poison has already taken its toll on you?
What is the antidote for obsession?
Is there an antidote?
Will I let it destroy me,
or has the damage already been done?
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Thoughts and Things
PoetryA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
