“One day at time”
I say to myself
when my eyes redden
and my body feels exhausted
and the bathroom mirror is too close
and reveals me
to myself

She became my drug.
But all she wanted me to do
Was sweep my feelings
Under a rug.

And from the moment
She used the word "love"
I never could hear it enough.

And then,
Like I predicted from the start.
It fell apart.

Buildings of our design
Falling to rubble
And now sparks trouble.

So I keep myself calm
On surface level
But inside I'm not settled.

The people told me,

The rose is lovely
Forget the thorns

And expect the uncanny
Of love and lust

And your heart would venture
In the land of poems

But the ending is never
What's in your thoughts