Spoiled

l can hear my rant

I am tired to hunt

l tried hard to shield my heart

You had plucked it all out

from the thickest armor

and now I have no partner

It feels as ages, I am stuck

I used to be like a truck

always driving myself hard

In the thickest mud

in the hottest sun

But the engine has cracked

and now I feel busted

even though

I survived the drought

the love I feel the void of

is sprouting from

all those fears I dropped

Some of that water

Could not flow

you know

l had built the thickest wall

But I forgot

To put a gutter for the waste

To flow

in fact,

I feel poisoned, spoiled

to the bone