Venom

How does one know another’s true intentions
While you gently unwind and press towards seeing someone’s goodness what are they doing in the interim?
Plotting, judging, condemning while you sit anxiously waiting for acceptance
As you’ve unveiled all your blistering swollen wounds hastily smoothed over it suddenly becomes too much for them
When they propositioned you to make your swollen heart beat again- you moved hesitantly and fell into openness
As they recoiled and retracted their initial invitation
You realised this was only a ploy to gain entrance into your fortified heart only to make you bleed from the inside out
Regret every discussion, every thought, every attempt at softness
And at last
You burn from the inside with fear and disgust at the illusion that you – as twisted and wounded could ever be truly whole