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trust.
past obsessions become current regressions
i bring my mistakes and my worries from my brewed hell
back again to deteriorate what could’ve been worth it this time
tight as the noose around my neck he drags me with him
drugged from his sick games
a new lifelong disease contaminating sterile relationships
nothing of their own turns it to its origin
but the prick of the needle allows it to flow through my veins
building a familiar rage i never would’ve had
if i sunk my knife into his infectious wound when it opened
and everything would be peaceful again
and i wouldn’t carry this subconscious hatred and jealousy
in every beginning i rip to its bare bones
“yeah i’m fine”
03/13/24
© poeticsofnikki
i bring my mistakes and my worries from my brewed hell
back again to deteriorate what could’ve been worth it this time
tight as the noose around my neck he drags me with him
drugged from his sick games
a new lifelong disease contaminating sterile relationships
nothing of their own turns it to its origin
but the prick of the needle allows it to flow through my veins
building a familiar rage i never would’ve had
if i sunk my knife into his infectious wound when it opened
and everything would be peaceful again
and i wouldn’t carry this subconscious hatred and jealousy
in every beginning i rip to its bare bones
“yeah i’m fine”
03/13/24
© poeticsofnikki
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