,


so long ( farewell) 

loving you is like sticking my hand into a flame

my high expectations to feel no pain 

are met by your lethal touch
sending a rush of toxic into my fragile veins

i sat alone in the middle of the night 

wondering how you’d lost your light 

once my treasured guide 

now setting fire to my inside
so long, farewell you said to me
my wounded heart, finally free 
it took my youthful eyes so long to see
no poisoned words are left encaging me 

© melody tajalli 

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Written by Melody Tajalli

" Art and love are the same thing: It's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you." -CK
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