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.