POISON
A poem addressing one poisoning oneself with expectations unmet.

Poison
After thirty years of your acquaintanceship
That I mistook for friendship,
I now release the poison of my thoughts and expectations
I expected reciprocity in friendship
I didn’t expect you to side with those whom had, their strategies
And the game you played that resounded back on you
But since you were void of emotional investments
You just took your loss in your stride
So, I now release the poison of my thoughts and expectations.
It no longer matters, that you thought me guilty of a crime
It no longer matters that you’ll never understand my innocence
It no longer matters that you used your words just to placate
When I have confronted you
And now, your silence says it all.
I was just another notch to your score
So, you are now just another notch to my score
I no longer judge or care
But, I will forgive without forgetting
And I now release the poison of my thoughts and expectations
And treat you with the same lack of effort or care
As that you treat me with
I think perhaps,
I was just addicted to the admiration of my concept,
Of you.
Now my feet dug in reality
Neither a pessimist, nor an optimist,
But someone just drinking her glass in-between
Releasing the poison of my thoughts and expectations.



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