This was a love turned cold with pride,
Hollow stares and angry words formed our disastrous divide.
I’m not sure I ever love you but God knows I tried.
I got used to defending you against the world whilst you would run and hide.
Boy, was I messed up to think that your lips were not laced with cyanide.
Even as you played me I tried to see your side.
Each day I would tread on eggshells to avoid the landslide,
choosing to play by the your rules my own needs were put aside.
I’ve prayed for your safety and I’ve wished for your demise.
It is now you are dead to me that I am satisfied.
Somewhere in this dreaded darkness my heart was emulsified –
I know I never loved you; but now love leaves me stupefied.

Find your centre in the midst of chaos, from here you will find your resilience.
Love to you my Jollyoddbods.
JX