The Shipwreck of Me

A Poem

Photo by Timur Romanov on Unsplash

Did you realize I’d be a goner
The first time you laid eyes on me?
Or did you think you might save me
Even from a threat like myself?

Because, darling, I left you a trap
Laced with honey-sweet lies
And kisses too spiced to be laden
Down with the taste of normalcy.