November 27, 2023

Naive

My stomach lurches

I am sick

Your wicked infection 

spread to my body

when it was protected.

My heart filled with hatred

that is killing me slowly

breaking down vein by vein

poisoning my blood.

Take all my blood and 

replace it.

Better yet

keep it.

Every piece of my body

you have touched

and ruined.

Wait seven years

they say

he will be gone.

So I have to wait years

before you are eradicated

from my skin.

I have to wait years

to be truly healed

and that’s just from you.

I still wear the same skin that

others claimed as theirs

long before you ever did.

You think you are the first?

How naive of you to think that

my body had never been

hurt the way you hurt me.

It’s not naive, though

I told you

Did telling of my pain give you ideas?

Is that when it changed?

Or was this your plan the whole time?

I fixate on a point where a switch happened

yet I struggle to find one.

I was the naive one to think that

you wouldn’t have done this 

to me.