Poisons

POISONS

Boldly betrayed by my body
It came so fast
Poison coursing through my veins,
My Source, my Self,
Frightening and sure, traveling it’s way
Through me, 
Out to get me from my Life,
Taking my blood and twisting ugly 
Mutations into unfathomable letters,
Indecipherable Latin words,
No longer my lifeblood
But an enemy who has no use for 
Life and cleanliness and health
Lauding power over my Will.

Next, an oxymoronic healing poison
Is injected directly into my Source,
Destroying all and everything in its wake
Unable to take into account the 
Character of its red and white victims - 
Good, bad or indifferent -
It kills without point or prejudice,
Intentional serial murders with 
Fragile tentative plans for 
Redemption and regrowth,
It tires me with its vehemence.

It is so exhausting is to wake up and have 
Nothing but confusion and hope
As catalysts for breathing and taking in 
The mysterious days ahead.

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