I wish there was an antidote

to you slowly pulsing through

my veins and consuming me

from the inside out.

With every beat of my heart, I

think that I’m pushing you

out but you’re only spreading

through my body until my lungs

constrict 

and my heart stops

beating.

You’re like a poison in the

way that you insert yourself

into one person and completely

seek and destroy

and crumble the walls of a

nation that depended on you. 

Destroy the leader, and

down goes the nation.

So why is it

that you destroyed my mind,

yet you haven’t killed me yet?

Haven’t you done enough damage

with the way that you somehow

managed to bleed out into every

aspect of my life?

Will everyone leave like you did?

I can start to feel my body seize up

but it’s only from the constant anxiety attacks

when I re-live how you left me.

You managed to infiltrate my soul

and crush it.

Destroying my will to be,

and building back up those walls

that I worked so hard to break down for

you.

If only this was a fever that I

could sweat out

or a sickness that

could put me in the

hospital.

No, the only way is to let

your poison **** me

in the same way that I let

myself fall in love with you;

slowly,

then 
all

at

once.

Tell me,

when will you finally

**** me?