The first piece of me to die,
Was the critical thinking part of my mind,
No warning, no signs….

Of the infliction she placed on me,
Like a night mare inside of a dream,
How beautiful she was….but very tricky.
Without notice,
Under the radar,
Got inside me and began the massacre.

Injecting poison into my heart,
Setting my mind apart,
This can’t just be “a broken heart”
How can a love end when it never had a chance to start..
My soul at its ending
Laying in pieces, how can I even try to begin this mending?

Healing,
The concealing,
Torture,
Heart heavy,
Crying,
Denying,
Taking it all back from the beginning.
Looking away,
Hiding my face,
Trying to replace,
The broken empty.
Misplaced the antidote,
Too far in,
With so little hope,
On my words I choke.
………..

And now I’m back at the beginning,
Should have never sang a note….

Poison within me,
Chiming this rendition of dismantling,
Heart rate reaching infinity,
Without hesitation….
This is my poisonous ending,
She was the poisonous beginning and my fatal ending….

-Lea