Yours Truly
Jul 30, 2017 · 1 min read

It’s strange that even though you know me so well,
even though all these years
you nurtured me, used me, and passed me around,
to tear down hearts that loved you like curtains
that once provided you with shelter …
you shrink,
you shrivel,
you cower in self-pity
when you get a taste of me.
— your poison | your irony
